Commenters remark that photos of me are conspicuously missing from the blog. Yeah, well, it seems I’m the designated family faux-tog, and usually behind the camera, not in front. Since I’ve not joined the selfie craze, my photos tend to feature everyone else. On Christmas Day, however, I handed the camera to my father-in-law while Ken and I opened our stockings. This happened:
More photos of Christmas Day coming soon as I wade through my hard-drive. For the moment though, the sequence above provides photo evidence of my existence. The pose in the middle is especially flattering, don’tcha think?