As previously mentioned, last Thursday was an early Pie Day. Kenny, proving that he’s well-prepared to be a father one day, had his camera handy and took several pictures of a very willing Taylor subject.
(Yes I just ran the bus over him. And poor Lauren is computer-less this week to see it for herself.)
Anyone who says little girls aren’t pre-programmed to wrap their fathers around their fingers just needs to look at this picture. This is natural ability, folks. She has had no professional pouting training.
Playing coy for the camera. Even sleepy and way overdue for dinner, she’s a camera ham.
Once she got food, she was much more playful and friendly.
Bad Kenny encouraging Taylor to play with her food.
Watch out, Mr. French Fry, there’s a scary monster behind you!
Poor Mr. French Fry, he never saw it coming. May he rest peacefully in the big fry basket in the sky.
And now I must quit posting because Lauren’s computer has finished reformatting, and is begging a fresh Windows installation before it makes the trip to Atlanta.
You forgot that Lauren has access to her computer at work.
At least you didn’t post that he was picking up strange women on 280 again…
🙂