i'm not much of a churchgoer, but whenever i'm home i'm coerced into going with my family.
here you can see a picture of my sister and i behaving angelically in honor of the occasion.
unrelated sidenote: mimi has really nice hair. i'm jealous.
in church we entertained ourselves by drawing hand puppets.
mine says, "mimi, the balding man"
mimi's says, "rachel, the deformed lady"
at least i'm still female, right?
our undeniably less-than-perfect behavior was further decimated by mimi discovering a few stray threads hanging from my crinoline. she proceeded to ball them up, and then shove them down my bodice, where i was forced to let them remain for the remainder of the service.