Last night, Andrew and I threw our exhausted bodies across the couch while we were ignoring the dishes (I am still ignoring the dishes) and, after a while, we started looking at ridiculous photographs of Maxwell. We have a lot, so, after we kept dying over crappy cell phone pictures, Andrew remembered this crappily exposed photograph from last year and, somehow, we started coming up with captions for them.
I don't know if I have ever laughed so hard as we did last night.
P.S. I should probably mention that all of these are jokes. So if you're a Romney lover, we weren't making fun of him or you, just our little son's facial expression. I have no idea who I will be voting for come November.