It's a lot harder these days to get a picture of Charlie and me in the mirror, mostly because he's enormous and heavy and constantly lunging for the camera. Kinda hard to keep a good grip on him with only one hand. But I did manage one recently:
Mostly so I could appropriately document these ridiculous stripey pants I put on him once. And only once, since they're 12-month size, and my 13-month-old boy is now in 18-month clothes.
At least he was lunging at the camera instead of my hair.