Both my brothers are younger than me, but I’ve been the shortest one for at least ten years. I’ve just about come to grips with that. And yes, we totally coordinated our shirts…ha.
My dad graciously snapped this for me back in June when we got together to celebrate Lars (the one on the left) and his girlfriend Sarah’s birthdays – they’re a day apart (say it with me now: Awwwwww). Love how they’re obediently smiling because mom and I held dinner hostage until we got a few photos together! :)
We all sat down to enjoy an amazing spaghetti dinner followed by icebox cake that my mom made using her mother’s recipe. Soooooo goooooood.
You guys, this cake is a total deceptacon. It looks all light and fluffy and delicious so you cut yourself a regular piece, and then you’ve overcome by the dense cream halfway through and no one sitting at the table can finish what’s on their plate! So don’t come back here and say I didn’t warn you. (You can find a great recipe for icebox cake over at Smitten Kitchen.)
A totally random post from your friendly neighborhood photographer. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
P.S. I’m closely following the news this morning that there was a bombing in Oslo. The Guardian seems to have the best updated news right now. So disturbing. My heart goes out to my motherland.