I'm wondering what's up with SDBB!  Losing all that weight and wearing contacts... Is he getting ready to finally leave the sponging Girhippo?  No siblings in the photo either.  No Animal Torturer nor HousesHitter.

The open fridge. LOLLL. Sound like a bunch of class acts.

A flashback! 

My brother and I, though primarily my brother, got in a ton of trouble at a family reunion many years ago when my mom's cousin handed out pics of her early toddler aged DD.  The typical red velvet dress with a lace collar pic.  The issue.... She was 1+yo and could not sit up completely on her own or hold up her head.  For no other reason than she was constantly picked up and carried, coddled, and catered to.  So... in the back drop of the pic is a draped arm behind the little one with fingers visible holding her head up from behind and aiming her face at the camera.   What made it that much more funny was that this was a formal photo studio portrait.  There was not a thing wrong with her physically other than she had zero muscle tone or coordination because of how much she was treated like a doll.  It was sad.

As my brother was in his mid-teens and I was in my early 20s, that picture was a recipe for all kinds of bitten off laughter and guffaws.  Our mom had us under her hairy eyeball that entire week.  We were staying with my GM (mom's mom).  Everyone else in for the reunion was staying with other family members or in hotels.  As soon as my GM was given a copy of that pic, it went on her refrigerator door.  That whole week of the reunion every time my brother would walk by the refrigerator, he would do something that set he and I... and dad off into fits of laughter.  Mom was fit to be tied with all three of us.

For decades at family reunions when that "baby" would come up to us to interface, introduce her own children, etc... my brother would drop some fortuitous throwaway line like... "Get over here and give me a hug so I can check your neck!"  Unfortunately, that cousin and her brother lost the parent lottery and are marginally viable pseudo-adults even in their 40s.  Their kids are about par for the course for that splinter of the family gene pool.  All very entitled, have ripped off family for tons of $$$ money with the whole "help meeeeeee" begging stuff.  Even now the cousin whose baby was in the pic will take every opportunity to drop in a "Fly me out and I will come visit" or some such other fortuitous begging request.  Most recently was at my uncle's funeral when she hit us up with "We have never been to Las Vegas.  Buy us a ticket and....."

Even now when that photo album comes out dad, my bro, and I duck and cover because we know we are going to be on mom's  list when we bust out laughing.  

Hopefully Baby Squash is spared that torture.
 

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