When Grace was born, I was there . . . with a video camera. I held Yuko's hand in my left, and filmed the happy occasion with my right (from carefully considered angles, of course). Then I took a bunch of pictures. Hardly a week has gone by since in which Grace hasn't been photographed, and perhaps that is why she can't look a camera in the lens without posing.
I'm not sure what the fashions are in North America right now, so I will point out here that pants worn under short dresses are all the rage for little girls in Japanese kindergartens.
(Grace: "Okay Da[d], now give me the camera and let me take your picture."
Dad: "Just a minute Grace, daddy will go put on his Mouseketeer uniform to make it a worthwhile photo . . . which reminds me, I haven't checked those mouse traps IN OVER FOUR DAYS!")
Many thanks for the jumper, Great-Aunt Jan!