Almost a year ago, I wrote about the new digital picture frame at the twins, and how it made me sad that I'd missed out on so much of their lives. What made me even sadder was that I wasn't in any pictures. I didn't have the prospect of being in any pictures. I felt like no one except me cared if I was in any pictures.
Since V and I did the kids' pictures, we took a few of me with both of them. They're perfect. They're precious. They blow my mind.
When we gave the pictures to their parents, their mom asked if I was in any of the photos. I almost cried. When we told her yes, she was pleased. Obviously so. I almost cried again.
I've been with them for fourteen months. I think I've made it.