One of the best, and worst, parts of being a photographer's daughter is the family pictures, everywhere. Sometimes it gets old staring yourself in the eyes from the living room to the family room. But, really, all we'll have left of memories and experiences are photographs, so I now tend to embrace family portraits, especially this one. Lance has a mullet, Cecile is a supermodel, Heather is low-key and Sarah looks innocent. We are three complete different sisters and there have been more than a few instances we've been told our family would be perfect for a reality show. All in all, I cannot complain about the hand I've been dealt. It just keeps getting better and more interesting with time.
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