Big Cheeser

We went home to Arkansas this past weekend to spend some time with family. This trip requires a chunk of driving across Mississippi. Most of Highway 72 across North Alabama and Mississippi is a divided, limited access road with the occasional stoplight. (Strange I know, but hey, welcome to the South.) Most of the stoplights come equipped with a second flashing white strobe-like light that flashes when the stoplight is red. I guess this cuts down on people running the lights.

Monday as we were driving we came to one of these lights and I hear “Cheese!” from the back seat. I turned around to see Eli making what we call his big cheeser face toward the strobe light.

I guess it looked like the flash of a camera to him.

I’m wondering if this means we need to cut down on the number of photos we take of him.

3 thoughts on “Big Cheeser

  1. Hee hee hee… Man, I could just see him doing that! And no! Don’t cut down on the number of photos! They’re only this age once!

  2. Don’t cut down on the photos! It’s the only way I get to see him. I will, though, apologize for helping train him into being the big cheeser he is now.

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