My mom likes to take pictures. I guess dad learned to be patient about it, but I don’t think it’s very fun. Do you know how many days in a row mom made me pose here like this?! Over and over again she put me face down in this position and waited for me to smile. Well I don’t think I have to tell you what I think about that. My face pretty much says it all. I’ll be happy when the holidays are over and she stops putting me in front of every string of lights she sees.
Sometimes mom even pretends I’m smiling when I’m crying.