Hell has not actually frozen over.

However, all four of us have been captured on film in the same shot:

While the photo captures some of the polliwog's slack-jawed yokelness and the bug's best smarmy make-me-smile qualities, at least we are all dressed and not leaking any bodily fluids. 

This is good even for the adults, but the polliwog has been more like a slug in the past month as he's both learning to crawl and gaining four upper teeth at once.  Thus, our family room hardwood floors are covered in little slime trails as he progresses across the floor between Matt's magazines (which he's not supposed to suck on) and the stereo cords (ditto) with many age-appropriate distractions in between (by which he is neither absorbed nor distracted). We were outdoors at the playground by White Fence Farms in Lakewood after a lovely big fried chicken lunch when the photo was taken.  Perhaps in future photos Matt and I may be in body positions which indicate we know and like each other, but hey, you can see our faces! Thanks to Liesl for sharing the photo for bloggy consumption.