First, a word about the title.
Yesterday when I wrote about some members of my family being in last night’s Hallmark movie, The Lost Valentine, the title of my post was LOOK FOR MY PEEPS! Do you suppose that’s how the entire post came to appear, to my discomfort, on a site which advertises child tracking devices?
Yes, I have found my peeps, so you can take it down now, people! (Thanks and Much Love, Bo.)
Dearly Beloved and I watched the Hallmark movie with eyes like cafeteria cashiers, studying the background figures for sightings of our daughter and grandsons.
If we hadn’t seen the photos of the clothes they would be wearing, we’d have missed them entirely because sometimes they were going instead of coming. In the scenes facing the camera, by the time we spotted the clothes in the distance, the movie was off to a different scene and we weren’t fast enough to look at their faces.
So much for any career aspirations as an air traffic controller. Hey, Hallmark already has the movie for sale though. We can study and dissect it frame by frame.
The hair was a homing device for one of them. In our family, hair has a personality of its own.
All of us have serious bedhead hair issues.
Even their little brother’s hair has its own ideas, as evidenced by how it began springing back to life not 10 feet out of the barber chair.
Here’s a bedhead photo:
It’s pretty obvious why their mother keeps a spray bottle of water by the hairbrush.
Hat hair is not an issue in our family. Well, except for Dearly Beloved’s unfortunate hat hair appearance at a birthday party. He returned it that same day.
Easiest to spot in the Hallmark movie was our towheaded grandson. His hair is so light that it stood out even in the crowded sidewalk scenes.
On a sunny day, it really, really sparkles, like a halo.
That boy looks absolutely angelic.
And that, my friends, is acting!