But as I drove to the park, I found my shoulders tensing a little, carrying with me the previous years' baggage of stressful photo-taking. Irrationally, I found myself a little mad at everyone before we even got out of the car. I turned around in my seat before they all piled out, and I pointed a stern finger.
"I expect cooperation, guys. Let's get organized, pay attention, and get out there and ACT LIKE A FAMILY THAT LOVES EACH OTHER."
Ah, yes. Peace on earth, goodwill toward men...
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