There were, however, a few shots that made the photo shoot worthwhile. Granted, Molly crawling through a faux lacy curtain still drips with cheddar, but it is pretty damn cute. Moreover, I'd never have the gall to set something like this up in my own house (can you imagine what I would say if caught in the act?). And these are the kind of pictures thirty years from now that will have us all dewy eyed and reminiscing, not the blurry ones I shot of Mom holding Molly in the middle of the night.