I take a lot of pictures of my kids. I have taken over 7,000 since Big E was born. I am so worried I am going to miss the perfect smile or the first time they sit up. I am the first to admit it is overkill and for those of you on my picture distribution list, I apologize.
Yesterday, Big E slipped on Daddy Yoy's shoes and was walking around our bedroom. It was really funny (well at least to me) so I grabbed the camera and started shooting away.
It was then that I experienced Big E's first expression of annoyance directed at me. He yelled "No Pictures!" I felt like I was the paparazzi and he was Charlie Sheen.
Wow, it started so young. THIS is annoying him? Oh, does he have a long 16 years ahead of him. What about when I pick him up from school honking and waving enthusiastically? (I'm pulling from my own childhood here.) Or, make Big E and Little E wear matching outfits to school? (This is in the works!)
Mostly, Daddy Yoy and I are disappointed because we so badly wanted Big E to be a baby model. Who knew he hated the camera?