completely brilliant. seriously.
That was hysterical!
Thank you! Glad you liked it!
That was hysterical!!
Giggle, what a ham. Becky Pinckney
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:D glad to make you smile!
Hahaha! that made my day!
Love the watery eyes about to spill over!
Little method actor!
Seriously. I have reason to believe she faked many an injury as well.
Ha! Oh yes. Was ever there a handier skill? I mean between this and how to deliver the perfect back-handed compliment, you’re pretty much set for life.
A little lipstick and blue eyeshadow for a bruise for pity, and you’ve got it made in the shade.
That is, until a concerned adult puts ice on the “bruise,” and the condensation from the ice washes it away.
I use to do that (blush)
It is very brave of you to admit it! :D
lol … well I did think I’d be an actress :-)
hahaha so funny
My daughter should not see this. It could pe an inspiring tale for some… So it’s decided: my daughter will NOT see this.
…and by “pe”, we mean “be”, of course…
Chrissy is a very naughty influence, but of course that’s what makes her the most fun.
:) thank you!
I did not do this. However…
If I WAS crying, I sometimes used the opportunity to see how it looked…
Hahahaha! I believe that!
My daughter doesn’t “practice.” But she certainly likes to draw it out much longer than necessary and see what she looks like in the mirror. Unfortunately, she must like what she sees.
If one must cry, then, really, it’s best if one can refine one’s technique. One thinks.
Oh, no! You read the alt text! I was going to put a warning not to read the alt text, but then I thought it might encourage people to read the alt text who otherwise would not have. Seriously, everyone. Stay away from the alt text. It is too sad.
Nicki, I read the alt text before I read this warning… too sad. LOVE the double meaning with the panels and alt text though. Genius!
i love her expression!
Thanks! It was SO fun to make that. My daughter looked over my shoulder as I worked and scolded me for making “Aunt Rissy” cry and then laughing about it.
He he. What a character!
She certainly is!
ha ha – how many people have not done this
I was curious how many people would admit to it… not many, though!
Thanks, Joe :)
Did that happen?
I look really beautiful when I cry. It’s my curse.
This is the best comment, hahaha…
Wow, crying on command is hard. Did Chrissy go on to do any kind of acting?
Nope, but Charlotte did!
So, Charlotte’s an actor, you’re an artist and a writer, and that leaves music, dance, and film. Please tell me there’s a sister for each art form……that’d be just too awesome. :)
Well, no… but Ashley’s a writer and Tess is also an artist. :)
Very funny, and cute. Love your posts.
Thank you; that is very kind
It must have been fun to do the last two pics with the mirror. You always have such great ideas!
It WAS fun! A little bit challenging.
So so cute…I love the crying picture…love love it!
Me, too! I laughed when making it.
ha! Love the second frame down when the tears are just welling up…you’ve captured that perfectly. My daughter cries all the time. I asked her recently, “why are you crying?” and she thought for a moment and said, “I just love to cry! I just do!”
What refreshing honesty!
i like to do this sometimes :)
It’s a way to pass the time.
sure is. Also I like to generate my own tears for imaginary characters.
Aha! I knew it! I knew kids practiced that manipulation technique. I sense a little of that drama in my own offspring. Loved this!
All children are liars! I mean actors. (I mean liars.)
Just like my daughter! – I love the tears in the eyes!
Thanks :D My daughter kept asking me why I was making her “Aunt Rissy” cry. For some reason, she didn’t like my answer: because it’s funny!
It didn’t work for me. Did it for you?
mouahahaha so funny ! ♥
How long did the mirror panels take? Can’t believe you did it!!
I think she’s got it down to an art form!!
Hmmm…I remember having similar moments in front of the mirror. And I’ve seen my younger daughter do the same thing! ;)
How you make eyes that expressive and reflective using FELT? Amazing.
That’s why I’ve never gotten out of a speeding ticket.
Me neither! But the real Middlest Sister has.
I’m not usually such a sap, but this actually made me cry. I must be over tired. Nice one, Chrissy.
:( I’m sorry
Don’t be sorry! The dead puppy story just made me sad.
And I’m sorry–you’re not Chrissy. I knew that. But I wonder, if you’re the middlest, why aren’t you in the middle on your banner?
Nicki is the oldest, but the stories are mostly centred around Chrissy, who is the very middle of the middle children in the family–therefore making her “the middlest sister.” Despite the fact that Chrissy often got lost in the shuffle, being the third of five girls, she was apparently quite a character, and so, Nicki has decided to capture that through these stories that she writes and collages every few weeks. Nicki, did I get that about right?
Thanks, Emily. I was confused. Nicki, you might want to explain that on your “About” page. I absolutely love your work. Keep it up!
Thank you, Eda. I used to have a FAQ page up, but I’m still tinkering with the new one.
haha, very cute!! love it xD
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Drama, drama, drama.
Crying on demand – now THAT is a valuable life skill. I always wished I could halt crying on demand but I have never had any control over that particular bodily function. Great pictures!
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very fun, unique, cool
Oh, the eyes welling up! You do this so well. And I do remember trying to make myself cry. I still occasionally look in the mirror while crying (if it’s around) because it’s so hard to do on command.
Awesome. Just..awesome. Keep doing that!
I was having a crappy day. I needed my dose of The Middlest Sister and now everything is fine and dandy! Thanks! Love your work!
Hey, I thought I invented this trick!
Ha! Ha! Reminds me of my mother, but with laughing. We’d ask her to pretend she was laughing and within moments she would laugh hysterically and could not stop…. and neither could we!
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