As I've mentioned before, there aren't very many photos of me with my kids. And there are not likely to be many more, as the camera and photos are almost exclusively my jurisdiction.
But what if I take pictures of myself with the kids? Brilliant! Precious memories via mirror.
This particular precious memory that I captured yesterday is the memory of that one time I actually showered and wore something other than my threadbare old fleece. That is, a moment that was not so much precious as miraculous.
Charlie, however, is still in his fleece. He hasn't showered, either.
I don't think this method is going to work very well with Cubby, however.