she started smiling about two weeks ago, but we have yet to catch it on camera. 1. our camera has ridiculous lag and 2. usually by the time we get to said camera, shes decided to not play along. double boo.
the night started out with an impromptu photo session [minus the flash for ambiance] that she decided she wanted no part of, but i continued to snap away. bad moms club, i know. no flash = blurry pictures when your muse is flailing around like shes being tortured. proof below.
then a miracle happened .452 seconds after i stripped her down to an undershirt on our journey to her next destination, the bathtub - she smiled for me, not a wimpy smile, but a spiteful [i'm not going to smile in front of that damn decorated tree] smile.