Oh jeez. What is the most scary is that I actually remember taking this school picture. Between the hand-me-down short sleeve sweater, the braces, the glasses, the strange smile, it could be in the dictionary next to “adolescent” (or “awkward” for that matter). And thankfully my parents have never thrown out a single ornament so this treasure goes on the tree each year. We still put up one of my elementary school creations that is now just a plastic spoon with a smiley face (it used to have golden hair so show it was an angel).