Analie and I arrived in The Iowa yesterday afternoon about 3;00. It was a long, arduous journey that began way too early en la mañana for my preference. But since I was the one who chose to leave at that time of day, I had no one but myself to blame as I whizzed across eastern Illinois before the sun was even up.
Then when I arrived, my evil Brother giggled his sinister giggle and said, ” I have to show you something.”
First of all, The Kid is getting married. I guess he’s old enough. Anyway, after his marriage to his Lady (also known as Jess) in Ohio in May, they will be moving to Iowa. My parents are having a reception for them here, complete with more cake so I am totally on board. Well, as long as it’s good cake.
Actually, I just realized that I never confirmed there would be cake.
MOM. WILL THERE BE CAKE?? THIS IS IMPORTANT. PLEASE ADVISE.
I feel better now that that’s off my chest. Anyway, The Brother showed up with a large stack of old family pictures and said, while grinning his Cheshier Cat grin and gigling his sinister giggle, “I have to find it, hold on.”
flip, flip, flip, flip
mumble, mumble, mumble…no this one’s not it, it should be right after this one…mumble, mumble, mumble
AHA!
“Look, who does this remind you of?” He said, shoving the photo in my face.
And I just burst out laughing.
It’s The Kid as a rather obnoxious looking baby sitting in his high chair probably begging for more food….but his expression looks just like Analie, and it cracks me up every single time.