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I don't know what inspired it or how long it will continue, but I was taking pictures of him last night and every time I told him to smile, this is what would happen:
In Other Caleb Related Events...
A couple of nights ago I was folding clothes and watching a chick flick accompanied only by Caleb. Caleb, apparently uninterested in my choice of film, found his way into the kitchen (which is usually a fairly safe place for him) and preoccupied himself in the pantry shelves. I, feeling quite confident listening with my "mom ears" (which are scientifically proven to be far more advanced than normal ears) heard the crumpling of plastic and knew the little rascal had found the stash of individually wrapped caramels. When I got up to rescue the helpless, sweet treats from this dangerous enemy, this is what I found:
Rather than grabbing for the caramels - I grabbed for the camera. This image was too good to keep to myself.
When I came in he had finally gotten the wrapper off of the poor little morsel and he wasted no time in devouring it. It was a violent demise.
I did manage to save most of the late caramel's companions, however.
I was right. He has hair now.
ReplyDeleteANd he's smart... I would have gone for the caramels, too, then distracted you with a cute face so that I could eat as many as possible whilst you took pictures.
I taught him that.
I LOVE the pictures! Especially the fourth one down. I'm going to try and copy that face whenever people point the camera at me and say "Smile!"
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