So, do you ever have those moments in your family
where you ask yourself...why?
I found some old photos. Good examples of the
many many times I've asked myself 'why' through the years.
Why do brothers like to scare their sisters?
Why did dad used to make us wear zink-oxide
on our noses?
Why do we think we're funny?
Why the cup of water to the face?
Always with the splashing.
Why do I love this boy so much?
Why would one think to do this?
Why is this fun?
Why didn't I think of this particular photo-op?
I stopped asking why a long time ago...
and just joined in with the laughter.
Except when I ask myself.
"Why am I so dang blessed with the best family ever?!"