Photo ops

Remember how our parents made us pose for pictures when we were kids?  We have many slides of me and my two sisters dressed in our Easter finery in front of Mom's flower bed holding our Easter baskets just so.  Three adorable little girls smiling at the camera.  I can almost smell the hyacinths as I type.  This tradition of posing our children while we get just the right shot is passed from generation to generation.  I love the photo of Adam after getting off  the schoolbus on his first day of kindergarten.

The tables turned this weekend.  My parents came to visit.  As my folks watched me sit at my computer (I really know how to entertain) I stumbled upon a person planking on their horse.  Had my dad known what was to come next he might have left a day sooner.  Mom, being the good sport she is (Read: gullable) was all about it.

"Hey Mom, I know it might hurt a little but will you lie across the arms of this chair so I can take your picture?"

She was a real pro.  I feel I need to mention here my mom is 74 years old and had not touched my homemade wine.  I think she may have even fallen asleep like this. 

"How 'bout this, Mom?  Could you lie between these ottomans so I can get another picture for my blog?  Yes, I know it's hard to breathe but stay still and stop laughing."

At this point my dad was shaking his head.  He went to bed before I got him to pose.

We went out to dinner last night and on the way home James and I decided we should get some more planking shots.   Yes, James was in on it too.  It was raining and getting dark so we had to be quick about it.   I'm pretty sure we were making Dad nervous because:
A.  He thought we were going to be arrested.
B.  He was worried we were going to run out of gas and have to walk home in the pouring rain (our gas light was on and James and I weren't concerned.
C.   We might embarrass him.

Unfortunately these pictures are blurry because they were taken with my cell phone and some were taken with headlights shining so we could get the picture.   This is me at the feet of King Kong taken outside the Pink Cadillac restaurant.  You can make your comments below about the handicapped sign beneath me.

Not far away is a road named very appropriately for our outing last night.

How could we NOT take a picture of James planking underneath this sign?

Our final picture for the night (only because it was getting too dark) was taken outside the Natural Bridge Zoo.  Remember, it was raining so my mom had to lie in a puddle beneath this elephant's feet.  And yes, she HAD to.  Actually, she may have volunteered.

Today before ma and pa headed back to Pennsylvania my good ol' dad gave in, even though I put him in a very uncomfortable place.

Thanks, Mom and Dad.  I'm sure one day Adam will get back at me too.