Oh, Instagram! What are you like?
Making people feel like they're missing out if they don't have a distressed wooden table with an artfully barista-poured coffee sitting atop it.
No marble backdrop? Say what?
No beautiful blooms wrapped in brown paper casually placed upon a coffee table weighed down with fashion tomes next to a Diptyque candle? Get out of here!
Obviously, I jest.
I'm wise enough to know that all is not what it seems when it comes to the world's favourite voyeurisitic app. I take the images with a pinch of salt and merely appreciate them for being (mostly) pretty.
Apart from one genre.
Yep, there's one thing that has me feeling ever so slightly inferior.
And a touch jealous.
We're all allowed a weak spot, right?
Specifically, siblings that actually like each other.
Even more so, siblings that sit nicely together and smile sweetly for that shared-love sibling shot.
For five long years, ever since my littlest was born and my eldest dismissed him as the ultimate inconvenience, I've been scratching my head wondering how the hell do parents get that 'we adore each other' photo.
And I've finally found the answer.
The secret to the smoke and mirrors of a smiling, sibling relationship.
Pure and simple.
Want that shot? Offer them marshmallows.
See how tightly that bowl is being clutched in these photos?
Well, I don't care because look at them.
On Instagram, my boys actually like each other now.
Let's not mention the reality.