Monday, September 26, 2005

The Pout



By all rights, this should be an award-winning (or at least money-making) photograph. People in advertising would kill for this kind of expression on a baby. You know, in the kind of ad where they want to show you what happens when a baby eats Beechnut strained goo instead of Gerber strained goo. How could any mother look at that face and continue to feed their babies Beechnut strained goo?

I am happy to say that Luke rarely makes this face at the ripe old age of 3 years. (He was about 7 months old in this picture.) In the old days, you could see this face coming a mile away. It would start with a pout. Then, his face would turn red (starting with his eyebrows, of course). Then, the all-out bawling would begin. Nowadays, he doesn't cry quite so frequently (he is actually a very happy kid), but when he does, he usually skips the preliminaries and goes straight to the bawling part.

2 comments:

Heinrich said...

OY VEY, VAT a SCHONES PUNIM!!

Tia said...

hhmm. i know that face. that's a woa-is-me face.