Sometimes it's hard to prove that I have two kids, because at any point in time, one will refuse to take a picture with the family - or really, in the case of one daughter who shall remain nameless, to be SEEN BY OTHER HUMAN BEINGS with the family. The other weekend we decided to walk over to a nearby restaurant.
"No," said daughter.
"Yes," said Dad.
"No," said daughter.
"OK, but I'm turning off the wifi when we leave."
"OK," said daughter. (But I hate you and you suck and all the typical teenager-y stuff.)
The catch, though? We had to walk one block behind her so other human beings wouldn't see her and think she ... has a family.
Well, miracle of all miracles, all four members of my family - POSED FOR A PHOTO! And .... SMILED!!!!
Really, I think this must be noted for posterity.
I DO have a family. They really exist.