My Brothers and I

This is my siblings and I, on Easter Sunday, after church. Because J (pictured on the left) was uncharacteristically "dressed up", our mom insisted on a photo of the three of us. You can clearly see that I am, while the oldest, the one sibling who was not blessed with any height genes. And, if you look closely, you can see how spacy T. is from the painkillers from his arm surgery. (And, just as an aside, if this picture included my shoes, you'd see that they're cute and pointy toed and bright red to match my top - inspiring my dad to sing "follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road" every time I wear them.)