I begged my kids for a decent picture. A nice, normal, boring, generic picture of them standing together in the their new Sunday clothes with fake smiles plastered across their faces. And
again, it was too much to ask. But I still have cute kids, right? Even if they're not capable of both being simultaneously obedient to the request to look at me and smile with their eyes open?
Oh, wait. I did get what I asked for...
There you have it. A nice, boring picture of my kids in their Easter clothes.
Now I can move on with life.