View of Paris looking out to Sacre Coeur from the Eiffel Tower
A Family Portrait
It had been a wonderful week in Paris. Grandmamma and Grandpappa Lowenbrau, Mother, Great Aunt Eunice, the Danger Twins and Little Wendy were spending the day atop the Eiffel Tower. Little Wendy noticed a peculiar, old fashioned photo booth in a hidden corner of the deuxième etage.
“Husband, we shall celebrate this moment with a likeness.” Grandmamma strode into the booth as Grandpappa inserted the required coins.
There was a loud flash and Grandamma emerged dressed as a queen dripping with diamonds and ermine.
“Grandmamma!” squealed little Wendy.
“Us next!” the Danger Twins bustled inside. A briilliant flash later and they emerged, one as an astronaut, the other a cowboy.
Wendy had already run inside and emerged a pink fairy.
Mother went inside and came out….as herself.
Grandpappa went in next. After the flash a small frog hopped out under the curtain.
“Ribbit” said Grandfather, and he meant it!
Great Aunt Eunice was last.
She emerged dressed in a black corset and high heeled boots carrying a riding crop.
“Well that is just typical.” Sighed mother.