Well we didn't catch any dinnery goodness today. Fortunately I had these pics left over from bath time last night.
Apparently the Ghost of Class pictures past is coming back to haunt me. The middle son apparently cannot make a normal face in a picture these days. Fortunately, this affliction wears off some time around grade nine. So if the youngest has it as well we are looking at twelve torturous years of picture taking. Serves me right for the number of pictures I highjacked over the years.