The other night we staged a spontaneous photo shoot in the kitchen, courtesy of Photo Booth and its various fun-house effects.

Once we got past our initial horrified reaction to seeing our child grotesquely deformed, hilarity ensued. We hadn't laughed this hard in a long time.

Never let it be said that I am vain.

Wondering how Harper can be so ahead of the curve? It's his ginormous brain!:

Byrne molding his child to conform with our family values:

It's a good thing we found each another:

And now, to scrub those disturbing images out of your brain, something cute: