Awkward!

Dear Mom,

So, um, remember when you made your three children get up at 7:00 a.m. (on a Saturday!), dress up in identical red sweaters and matching jeans and go to the local photography studio? Remember how I was crying all the way there because my hair dryer broke and my late-'80s quaff resembled the Saddle Dome instead of what I was going for — Audrey from Twin Peaks? Remember that my brother (your son!) was whining all the way there and starving because there wasn't enough time for him to eat his Mini Wheats or watch his cartoons? Katie was tucking her lovely red dress into her white tights and telling everyone to "shut up" in her adorable three-year-old cadence? And then we all got in a huge fight outside the studio and drew all sorts of unwanted attention from passersby because we said the sweaters you bought us were dorky? You told us we were a bunch of ingrates, stormed into the studio and then made us get the picture taken anyway? You really need to check out this site — Awkward Family Photos. Then you must go home and immediately try and locate said pictures and burn them. Love you!

Your daughter.