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.