(read: what happens when the children get the camera).
Here is some of Olivia's work. Just look at that great big ham. He'd be awful nice in a pot of split pea soup. Mmm, mmm, good.
Here is HB, by Jack.
Or HB, by HB.
But check out those kicks.
This was taken by me. Like the nearly chipped off nail polish on my thumb? Super-stylin'. That's me.
The photo documents the first time in five years and three months of parenting that my glasses have been bent beyond wearability.
It's kind of a trophy. That's what I tell myself.