More Mother’s Day and This Year’s Pouting Participant

Because The Husband took “hundreds” of pictures (which technically was only 153) I felt it my obligation to share a few more.

Well a few more than one at least.

This is, quite possibly, one of my very favorites. I was doing my best to get The Boy to do something other than pout. The result was a Little Miss that was cracking up.

No amount of coercion could convince this Boy to crack a smile. Bribes, chocolate, promises of sandwiches, tickles. Nothing.

 

Even silly faces.

I finally got him to smile with a tight squeeze.

But it didn’t last.

Although he was very willing in the kissing department. He usually is. He takes all the kisses he can get.

Although it did little to push the pouting lip back into place. So I tried flicking it.

Which pushed him over the edge. My “Mother of the Year” Award is already on it’s way.

After much consoling. From many.

He was back to normal.

So, for now, that’s a Mother’s Day Wrap