One of the the things that made me smile the most this week was walking downstairs after the big clean-up. But, since I went on and on (and on, I know! I did.) about that, I won't bother you with it anymore. (But, if you just must see it one more time, you're welcome to check it out once more here and here.)
The shot I choose for week 4 of my project 52 is one that only our family will get. So, if you're not family, enjoy the sweet-cheeked boy anyway.
If you must know, my dad can often be found with a toothpick sticking out the side of his mouth. And I feel the need to say this: that is a toothpick in his mouth. It's supposed to be a toothpick. My dad is not a smoker.
There. I needed to make that clear.
And, because once one of them does something that's cute and warrants a photo, the others must jump in on the fun, or else risk being ignored and forgotten. Or so they think. Why do they think that way?