Tale of a tripod.

I took on the daunting task of taking some photos of the whole fam damily with the help of a tripod, and, my friend, Hollie firing the shutter.  I had the remote with me, but I felt better with a human pushing the button.  Sometimes, I don't like to rely solely on technology. 

The weather was cloudy, we had pelting rain 5 minutes before we did this {believe it or not}, the kids were acting like nut balls, and my Dad was worried about the rain droplets on his truck showing up in the photos.  They're not the sharpest or greatest {technically speaking}, but I think they're pretty rad.  I know, I know, I'm a bit biased. 

I cannot even tell you how long it's been since my sister and I had a photo taken with just my mom and dad.  Maybe our weddings? 

AAAAAND, I flipped when I saw how tall I was in that bottom picture.  GIANT!  A six footer to be exact. 

I was also struck with how freaking cute my Mom and Dad are.  They're still in their 30s, right?  Because that's how I see them.  Probably always will. 

So, that's it.  With a tripod...even an endeavor this lofty IS possible.  Who'da thunk?