We officially have a picture of Warren with his finger up his nose. Don't ask me how he figured this out, but over dinner, we all turned to look and he had his index finger firmly up his nose. So, obviously, pictures were required.
And in about 15 years, I'll be able to name my price to keep these pictures under wraps. That's what parenting is, folks. Accumulating artillery in preparation for the ensuing battles.
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