Today was absolutely beautiful and mostly relaxing, so I went out on a limb this afternoon, hoping to capture a few of the moments.
E., per normal, went through a few rounds of ignoring me
to then being all "mommymommymommymommymommy, I must be within two centimeters of your face."
Typical toddlerness.
Latley, G hasn't wanted the camera to come within 15 feet of him. And when it does he becomes all Oscar the Grouch instead of his normal strike-a-pose Elizabeth Taylor.
He was a little reluctant at first, but, you know, cheddar popcorn and a movie isn't something to scoff at 'round these parts.
So he grinned and bore it.
Much to my excitment, by the end of our mini-photo session, we actually were playing and giggling while I snapped away.
Though, admittedly, his brow furrows and frowning faces are insanely hilarious and adorable, I'd like there to be some evidence of, um, happiness during the almost-fourth summer of his life, so I don't even feel guilty about the bribe.
It was totally worth every popcorn kernal.
