This is a photo of (from left to right) my cousin Liam, me, and my cousin Mike. Liam and Mike are brothers. I am the small cousin interloper. I have obviously been propped up on the couch, and I have no idea what is happening in my life, in general, because, you know, I’m just a baby. Liam and Mike have been placed on either side, and the funniest thing about this photo – well, there are many funny things.
1. We are all in COMPLETELY DIFFERENT WORLDS. Someone is obviously telling us to smile, but only one of us is obeying.
2. Our basic personalities HAVE NOT CHANGED. If you took a picture of the three of us today, you very well may get the same exact photo.
I adore this picture.
The look on your face is absolutely hysterical, as if you’re thinking “what does this person WANT, and WHAT is that thing they’re holding up to their face?”
I appear to be somewhat narcotized.
Too much formula?
Or gas?
I have no idea. I am totally focused. But look at Mike!!!! HAHAHAHA. He is already on to the next thing.
You should consider taking one now of the three of you posing the same (or similar) and frame them side-by-side. My Dad took a picture of himself holding a cat wearing overalls that mimics a picture that was taken of his dad, and the two side-by-side are priceless.
Jill – awesome awesome idea. We totally need to do that at the next wedding or Thanksgiving or something.
You look so much like Jean in this picture that it is freaking me out.
Beth – it’s funny you say that – I am so seeing my dad, that it is totally freaking me out.
Clearly, you are looking Skyward.
And I will be embarrassed if your cousin Mike sees this, but I totally want to smoosh him.
I posted this with his permission! So yes, he’s seen it!!
I just love how the camera has captured him in a truly disgruntled moment.
And about looking skyward – come on now, aren’t we all??
Also, I wasn’t going to mention it, but my belly is literally BURSTING out of that onesie.
To this day, I can’t wear button-up tops. But for completely different reasons. Same general effect, though.
Oh, no! I meant embarrassed if he sees my comment.
I’m distracted. Various body parts are making comments on other people’s sites — you know, your typical nightmare.
My comment about wanting to smoosh him is what I meant!!
Okay. I’m compulsively over-clarifying.
This is flippin’ adorable. I love these trips down memory lane.
It’s amazing how much you look like your dad in this. Wild. Hilarious photo. Liam looks like an angel! And Mike is plotting something devious, you just know it. And I see Seamus in Mike. . .
I love this photo. Liam! Sweetheart. Mike looks like he either just got yelled at or his attention has been diverted to something MORE FUN in the corner…and you, well, just perfect baby cluelessness! How strange to think that this was when there were only 3 O’Malley cousins! Or was Marianne already around?
Jean – wow, I didn’t even think of that – that we were the only ones. I always just picture a house FULL of kids when I think of the O’Malleys (and the Sullivans for that matter!)
I think Joe’s Marianne was already born at this point, but I’m not sure of her birthday – I think we’re almost the same age.
Jean: I was ALWAYS getting yelled anywhere near Walnut Street. I actually used to have a visceral reaction whenever the family would leave my grandmother’s in Belmont to go over to Walnut St. I didn’t know how, or why, or when, but I knew that at some point, I would be in IT.
Poor Michael!!!
Reminds me of Timothy’s rap about you.
PUT YOUR SISTER DOWN!
MICHAEL!!