These are the faces of only one thing, especially when these pictures were taken.
In a laundry basket, kid, really?
The eggs that were being eaten with that spoon were long gone, except for the eggs stuck to the spoon. That is a whole different story.
Then always, like clockwork, the cheesy grin appears and I can’t take the spoon away.
So what do I do? Bubble Guppies seem to do the trick. At least they let me capture their mischievous tendencies in between screaming fits.
What’s a mama gotta do to catch a break around here?