Parent-teacher conferences last night. I'd never seen a nine-year-old with tits before. Stupid background cleavage-detection brain process. My wife pointed out the hamily a few seconds later, because the son is the kid she hates who tries to bribe kids into being his friend. (he's not welcome at our house) It was like a pod of whales, only not majestic. More wheezy and sweaty and barely-fitting-through-doorways. edit clarification: husband, wife, son, daughter was the family unit, i assume based on clothing. (they were round so you know how tough determining gender is) Slightly NSFW eyebleach helped. It's great being married to a photographer.