Well, maybe a teeny bit.
Anyways, I realized today that while I take many, many (many) photos of Mason and Mason-with-Jamie, I only have a smattering of myself with baby. Is this not the Mother's Curse? Our current albums look like Mason and Daddy have a kick-ass time together growing up together with monthly visits (for conjugal purposes?) from Momma. As such, I've decided that I'm going to make a point of taking photos with myself in them, at least once a week. And tah-dah! What do we have here?:
"But Andra," you say "as a blog writer, aren't all of your posts technically egotastic?". And to you I say "For that, here's some gross pics of my kid eating his dinner tonight that I think are cute":
And thats just how I roll on Egotastic Mondays.