As promised, here is the cheese.
I abhor the cheese.
Every time he sees the camera, he cheeses.
Every
stinkin'
time.
It's nearly impossible to get a photo of him from the front without the cheese. I can, but he has to be sufficiently distracted, completely absorbed, or taken by surprise.
I mean, don't get me wrong, the cheese is cute. That widdle thumb and those tiny dimples get me every time. But still. It's cheesy.
I'm guessing this is what my husband was like when he was a kid. He does this too.
ReplyDeleteSo there's no hope? ;)
DeleteSo funny! At least he doesn't make goofy faces though, he's trying!
ReplyDeleteAnd I like that movie night thing... when the boys are a bit older we might have to try it!