Here are some pictures from Thanksgiving / Meet the Fockers. I think it’s pretty obvious that God blessed us all extremely good looks.
EDIT – Chris thought I was calling his parents “The Fockers.” I was not. I was calling every last one of us a “Focker.” ‘Cause we all totally are. Jealous much?
The nut-waiter at Cafe Zucchero who took our pictures makes it looks like my mom and Jerry are my parents and Melisa and my dad are Chris’s parents. Regardless, it’s a cute picture!
Hotties.
My ‘rents.
Me and Chris and my ‘rents.
The Brothers.
Moms and marys.