So much of how we live our lives is full of conventions that we’ve almost forgotten to be conventions. We were at the playground of Sugar Sand park recently and mommy wanted a picture of little e, who was engrossed in play with his digger. So she said “say cheese!” Eric complied, but not in quite the way she’d expected. Without looking up or even breaking his bulldozer-operating stride, he said “cheese” and that was that.
Amazing the things we can learn, isn’t it?
Eventually we may even be able to post the pictures we got…