I have fully embraced the imperfection of The Family Photo.

I’m one who is always out for THE shot. I think I’m the only person I know who actually made the BMV take my photo more than six times before I approved — and I only stopped there because I was holding up the line.

The amount of ridiculous faces or sounds that have to be made to get a toddler to look directly at a camera is insane.

I’m not out for cookie cutter, all American family. I’m here for the real.

No pants and all.