Well, this is kinda a half-assed photo for my 365 project, and whoops, look at that, especially for the image that marks one hundred to go. I know. My radness is just bonkers boundless. Really.
Anyway...we had lunch with some old friends who knew me in my pre-child days. And my current child charmed the pants of them, clearly. (If perhaps, your idea of pants-charming-off includes refusing to look at, speak to, or acknowledge the existence of a person, and generally spurning any form of social interaction save the utterance of the word "NO!" in favour a screen and the antics of some anthropomorphize pigs. If so. Then yes. Consider yourself charmed pantless.)