Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Extremity Makeover

Last night, I was reviewing our Easter pictures and thinking "Awww...my little girl will not stay young forever. Look how sweet she is in her Easter dress and holding a cute, furry little bunny rabbit, and sporting a few tats, smiling sweetly at the camera":


Makes my teeth ache it is so sweet...


But then....THEN....I noticed her hand:



Aaaaahhhh! WTF is going on here?
I get that it is a camera angle and that it is the bunny fur, but honestly...wouldn't the bunny's fur be BETWEEN her fingers and not sprouting up through the MIDDLE of her fingers like she is some kind of alien?

This (and the fact that our home alarm went off in the middle of the night last night because I forgot to shut the garage door all the way -- oops. And sorry, alarm company and neighbors) kept me up all night.

Granted, her gene pool kind of set the stage for this:

I guess this explains my fear of drawn butter.
So much for our hand model careers,
Brutalism

8 comments:

dilettante07 said...

Suddenly her sweet gaze seems a little bit diabolical...

dori said...

this is what happens when you let the kids play with the gene splicer.

You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

lol- i'm glad you pointed that out because it was the first thing i noticed when i looked at the picture.

and here i was, thinking i was the asshole for noticing your daughter's fucked up furry mutant claw.

Brutalism said...

Dilettante - Or like she is looking for the gene splicer...

Dori - I know, I know. To my credit, the American Association of Pediatrics book has nothing on the subject...

YLIDHAG - I wonder if her fucked up furry mutant claw will make it easier for her to get into college?

dilettante07 said...

Fucked up mutant claw + didgeridoo virtuoso = full ride to the Ivy League. One without the other, and you're probably talking community college outcast.

Brutalism said...

Tante - Not for nothing, my sister once dreamt of becoming a hand model and then writing a memoir about the experience called, "People I met doing hand jobs."

But since that is out...I guess the didgeridoo is our only hope.

dilettante07 said...

You could form a mother-daughter band called FUMC. It'll be like the Judds, but with didgeridoo and cello.

Brutalism said...

Tante - I've pushed him for 12 years, but I'm pretty sure that the FUMC mother/daughter duo with cello and didgeridoo would finally be the thing that sent Canetto packing.

He quashes my dreams.