"My son and daughter were canoeing at a park, and James saw the tail of this huge grass carp and determined he wanted it. With no fishing rod or gear, he just hopped out of the canoe and grabbed it up. He loved on it for a little, let the mammarazzi shoot some pics, and released the shocked fish. Then I sent him home with his dad, since he smelled like a giant fish."

“Our grandma used to not only give my sister and me mullets in the 80s, she would then perm them. Matching permed mullets. Need I say more?”

“I was about seven years old when my favorite betta fish died. I was so devastated that I insisted on hosting a full blown funeral for it. We dressed in all black and even said nice words. My mom took this photo in our back yard before we buried it. My older sister is trying her hardest not to laugh while I stood there holding my dead fish on a paper plate!”

My brother and I kept looking forward and only moved our eyes, assuming that was what he meant.

The caption, so lovingly coined by my mother, was “from our happy home to yours!”

“Who makes three siblings commemorate their headgear wearing days? My mom, that’s who! What teenagers agree to have a professional picture taken in said headgears?! My crazy family! Embracing the weird!”

“One of many shots from our worst portrait sitting ever! Shoots only got more stressful when your little brother is born!”

“My sister (the legs in the picture) and I (the face) were taking dance pictures and the photographer wanted us to strike our favorite pose. My sister is 10 years older than me so needless to say, we came home with an entertaining conversation piece!"

“Backstory, ha! I wish I knew! The pic is me (in the towel?!?) and my baby brother .. circa 1989 and I have no idea why we are so calm and why my Mom or Dad felt the need to snap this photo!”

“This is a photo of my younger sister, (mummified), my older brother, (proud as ever), and me (“I didn’t do it”). My favorite part of this picture is how, even though you can’t see my little sister’s face, you can tell she is smiling in a very “TA-DA!” way, and I can only imagine how proud she was to be our model. I don’t remember when this was taken, but I can look at the craftsmanship in the placement of the streamers, and the excellent color blocking techniques, and I know that’s my fabulous work – my brother must have been the project manager/supervisor. My siblings and I have talked about recreating this picture for our mom now that we are all in our 20’s, but it has been really hard to drum up this collection of oddly specific t-shirts.”

“Every year for swimming my brother and I take a family photo for the team pictures, but this year the crop job and my hair made it look like we were naked.”