If looks could kill, I'd be lying on the floor, clutching my camera. Grand son Elijah and I were playing upstairs this afternoon, and I was taking his picture. After about the umpteenth click of my camera, he ordered me in no uncertain terms and with this look on his face to: "Stop taking my picture!" I told him okay. (For now.)
2 comments:
Oooooh! I guess he told you, Granny! No photos, please! :-)
That look says it all!
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