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Throwback Thursday a Day Late: Family Christmas Photo

I'm not sure if only seven years ago counts as "throwback," but I love this family photo.  



This obviously was not taken in my backyard, but rather, in my sister's backyard in New England.  In 2007, my brother, sister, and I conspired to surprise my parents at Thanksgiving.  My sister invited my parents to fly to her place for Thanksgiving.  My brother and I and our families also booked plane tickets, but did not tell my parents.  I'll never forget the look on my mom's face when she saw me.  At first, she showed no recognition, then, she realized that she actually was seeing me, and she broke out laughing.  My brother, sister, and I spent the rest of the weekend giddy that we had managed to pull off such a spectacular surprise.  

Oldest son agreed to wear his Buddy the Elf costume for the photo shoot.   I smile every time I see this photo.  

I'm thankful for happy memories.

Comments

  1. This is a fabulous photo, and the story behind it, makes it even more of a treasure.

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  2. What a wonderful surprise! and a great picture, too.

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  3. You guys love to suprise your parents apperently. First New England, not so long ago in Yellowstone Park.... What's next?? I love it that you have such a close family, eventhough you don't live close to eachother. (with me it's the other way around... we live close but rarely see one another...) Love the Elf costume too. Memories like this last for a lifetime. xxx

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  4. I don't blame you for loving this picture! Not only is everyone so joyful, but it is a reminder of a time you made your mom incredibly happy - and managed to surprise her too - which isn't an easy task to pull off on a mom!

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