This is a “mild” smile. Lij knows he’s not in serious trouble, but should probably turn on the charm if he expects to get away with his “crime” again. If his offense is more serious, his ramps up his smile. His eyes turn into little slits and you can count all his teeth. This smile happens chiefly when I enter the room, see what he’s been up to, put my hands on my hips and say “E-li-jah” very sternly while shaking my head. When met with this “ramped up” smile, I find it hard not to smile myself. Man, he’s good.
On the other hand, a one year old is aware that the ephemeral cuteness of babyhood still lingers about them. No smile of apology is therefore necessary for their transgressions. They are simply too cute to be punished. Observe:
“I’m adorable, aren’t I? You’re going to get the camera. I knew it. (Note to self: At least three months of cuteness power remains. Start studying Elijah’s smile defense, just in case.) Dylan knows, at this point, he can do no wrong. However, after turning off the computer while I was attempting to save the picture of Lij for this post and being soundly fussed at as a result, he may be putting more serious thought into adopting Lijah’s smiles in the near future. That and there’s a new baby on the way. Competition is never good for the cuteness factor.
2 comments:
They've got the right stuff! They'll soon learn that what works on mom works equally well on girls.....I know it seems hard to believe now, but in the blink of an eye they're gonna be getting calls from girls who'll be telling them how "cute their smile is" (and they can think to themselves, "Yeah, my mom tells me that too!")
Oh. You are in SO much trouble!
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