First he refused to look at me.
The look says it all.
He almost forgot and smiled but then pursed his lips.
Cooperation? In your dreams.
He forgot himself for a moment because I got him talking about cars. Still not really a smile, though.
I decided to concentrate on the feet.
He got tired of the towel and wriggled out of it.
I gave him a book.
He did get a little interested in that, but not with a smile.
At least this is a pleasant looking face and not a scowl.
Talking about trains he almost relented.
But he caught himself and went back to the steely gaze.
One stubborn boy!.
2 comments:
So cute! He's a regular little James Dean.
I thought the same thing, especially with that last picture!
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