Every year I include one of Kyle’s school pictures with the Christmas cards I send to distant friends and relatives. Of course, I’ve also had to print pics of Erin the last 2 years. As I started filling out the cards this year, I started looking through my one million and two photographs for a picture of Erin and Kyle. Turns out I have no recent photos of the two of them together. In fact, I don’t even have a good shot of Erin that I want to print. So last night I pulled out my camera in the hopes of getting a nice photo of Erin in front of the Christmas tree. It didn’t happen and I don’t want to talk about it. This morning, while Erin was eating her breakfast, I noticed my camera on the table. Buoyed by a good night’s sleep and a fresh cup of coffee, I tried again. Hey, remember this baby? You could just tell she was gonna be trouble. Well, this morning I think she start throwing gang signs at me! and when I continued to shoot pictures she started mad-doggin’ me something fierce! I’m wicked scared…