…and a husband who insists on doing his patented DeadFace move in the only photo that could have ended up being halfway decent, the only one taken before your daughter turned into a squirmin’ herman who then got tossed upside down by said DeadFaced husband and it didn’t matter anyway because you had somehow just decided that grinning manically at the camera and ignoring the bizarro world happening to your left was the best course of action.
SIGH.
Internets, behold. My family:
