Contrary to the old cliche, I don't think that there are any pictures of me naked on a bearskin rug. (Well, not any as a baby anyway.) Nevertheless, there are plenty of pictures capable of causing some embarrassment. These are precisely the pictures that my mother would pull out whenever I brought a new girlfriend home.
Well I'm the parent now and it is my parental responsibility to prepare and maintain a cache of
embarrassing photos. When my boys start dating (or possibly when either of them runs for public office), I want to have a nice arsenal at the ready. When I am old and feeble (that is, older and feebler than I am today), I am going to need a lot of material to make sure the boys do right by me and the Mrs.
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