So both me and the boy need passports. Today we popped in to see my lovely friend Lucy - who works for a photographer's studio - to get our passport photos done. If that seems a bit extravagant let me explain why we decided to call in the professionals. I have taken many, many photos of my boy since he was born. He was always pretty happy to oblige with a cheesy grin and a look straight to camera or iphone or ipad or camcorder, etc. Then something changed.
If I ask him to look at me for a photo now he does this:
Like this one where he has his hair over his eyes and his fingers in his mouth. All no-nos for a passport photo apparently:
- turning round on the stool
- climbing off the stool
- trying to grab the door handle next to him
- line up all the phone handsets
- count the handsets
- sit at the computer to 'work'
- open and close the tape measure
- count the fans in the room
Then when I finally got him home I popped in to check why he was taking so long on the loo. He decided to impersonate an Andrex puppy and had unravelled the entire loo roll onto the floor.
I'm exhausted just from getting the photos done - not sure I can cope with taking him on holiday just yet !