If I don't have my flash on--even with the "cheeeeesssssseeeee!" prompting, this is what I get:
Game-faced stare down. But, as soon as I turn that magical flash on, no matter where we are (store, home, bathtub, restaurant), this magic is what ensues, and my heart flutters and explodes with his adorableness and that little toothed grin and smile he has. Really, I just melt.
I hope he stays like this forever and never changes. Duh, wishful thinking Alex. But, until that change happens and he wants to avoid me and my camera like the plague, I'm going to take advantage of his cheese-lovin' smile and overgram and overblog the heck outta it. You've been warned.