I pointed the camera at Rowan and he smiled ... and smiled ... and smiled. I'm used to the plasticizing of my kids' smiles when they realize the focus is on them, but this was slightly creepy. I took the picture just to get him to stop. When he got the chance to see the photo, he was thrilled. "I'm practicing my evil smile, Mom!" I think he has a little way to go.
Rowan teaches Jazz the finer points of a swift uppercut.
A slinky always has a bit of magic, especially when the weilder has an expression like this one.
Friday, January 16, 2009
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