Every Mothers' Day, I ask Ethan to take my picture with however many kids there are that year.
Usually, I get sick and tired of rounding up kids and trying to have people simultaneously smile AND keep their fingers out of their noses. (Plus, I hate having my picture taken.) So more times than not, I give up in disgust before the picture has actually been taken and mutter a "Maybe next year."
This year, I asked, Ethan pointed the camera, and the kids kept their hands away from their faces.
Do note, however, that Salem is pulling Miriam's hair.
In next year's picture, my hair will be longer, my face will be thinner, and everyone will look at the camera.
At least, that's my annual resolution. HA!