You ever look at a picture of yourself and think, “Do I really look like that?” Sean was taking happy, rumpled Easter morning pics and as I scanned them I thought, “Damn, that looks like a stunt belly.”
It’s a study in strained stretch cotton.
After I got over the shock of just how how my belly looks in profile, I caught a glimpse of this next shot wherein I perform an impromptu Easter version of The Supremes “Stop in the Name of Love” complete with ridiculous gesturing.
Then, ever questing to entertain and delight the girls, I tried my hand at playing Vanna White.
Eventually the mixture of horror and confusion on their faces got me to calm down.