Since our Saturdays are pretty much consumed with football, sometimes Evan gets bored at the games. Then he sits on my lap, hangs on me, whines that he wants to go home (meanwhile I'm mentally kicking myself for not leaving him home with Xander). So a few weeks ago, I pulled out my camera.
Evan loves mugging for the camera.
I don't think love is even a strong enough word. He makes a face - waits for the click, then demands to see the picture. And then he wants to do it all over again.
So we do.
Because if Evan isn't happy - no one is happy.
