For so long, I've been trying to capture Brady's snout and lips (digitally) in an effort to explain why I force her to let me kiss her, even when she smells REALLY BAD. My mom finally got the perfect shot.
Max, too. He's special. And he's happy to kiss me anytime... (see below)
...as long as I've just applied lip balm, and no matter how greasy my hair is.