These breakfast scenes are from my early years. I’m the wild-haired 2 or 3 year old standing up in the highchair. Susie and Jimmy hadn’t been born. I have a collection of stories I wrote from these and the next few years that read like they could have been the family in Cheaper by the Dozen. I think those were happier years for my parents. If I venture to write the story of the parents taking this picture I would say they were chuckling benevolently at us and with each other–maybe even kissing or giving each other quick hugs–something that in later years was a rarity.