Proof I really have children

Since it was pointed out recently that, as a supposed parent blogger, I should make sure to at least occasionally include pictures of the kids, I figured I would take the opportunity to come at this Monday like the office drone I used to be: by spacing out and phoning it in.

So here, to help you exercise your cuteness-detecting glands, is a quick sampling of what my kids look like right now, at (freshly) 5 and 2:

Apparently I broke up some kind of high-powered meeting of executives in the business of making mischief in the house. The one on the right looks offended, but the one on the left looks like he's about to break out some faux-pirate violence.

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My son D- is still at an age where he loves hugging and kissing his sister, though not always on her exact schedule. Also, he hasn't yet learned that he should have told her NOT to stand still for a second while Daddy gets a picture.

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M- with her hair in her face, where it usually is, on a day when she was kind enough to stop making noise for five seconds to let me document how big she's gotten, and what she looks like on a day when Daddy was in too big a hurry to get her dressed.