sundays are b-a-n-a-n-a-s.

today the family gathered. like always, it was simple and perfect.

the day included:

extra long twizzlers and an unfortunate collection of vowels.

skeet faces. i still don't know if that's dirty, but something tells me it is.

an invasion of personal space.

an invasion of EVERYONE'S personal space.

look who's eating bananas.

and not too sure how she feels about it.

but we all think it's hilarious.

something tells me she'll come around.

the best thing about sunday is that another one is right around the corner. bring it.