Truth is, you didn't feel like portraits this day. You did everything you could to avoid me and to 'not listen'. Still I had to capture your little face. This week was a challenge for us. You didn't feel like listening, and you really tested my patience. In a few hours, you wrote all over your hands, you put on my makeup, made all my brushes dirty, colored your face with eyeliner and took all of daddy's shoes off the shelves. Then you took a sheet of paper and sat on the toilet and drew the most wonderful picture gave it to be and kissed my belly. The good definitely outweighs the bad. I love you for that!