"Hi there. I was kind of morose and crabby today. I think my allergies are getting me down. It's very irritating not being able to breathe properly."
"RAAAWRRR! I always have fun playing Godzilla with Daddy in the evenings. He's an expert tower builder, and I'm an expert tower destroyer."
"Yes. This is exactly as ridiculous as I require someone to look in order to earn 1 smile from me. Thus, not many people trick me into smiling. Few people are as good at looking ridiculous as Mommy is." (This look is called trying-to-smile-while-cat-call-whistle-at-the-same-time. No one can ever claim again that I post terrible pictures of them but not of myself. ;))
"But my smiles are SO cute - they're totally worth any amount of ridiculousness that I might require. Also, as always, Sophie is delicious."
When I see this picture, I swear Dyl is saying: "No, no! Please don't make me play peekaboo with Uncle Greg this weekend! He's terrible at it and always plays HOUSE OF HORRORS peekaboo and scares me to death! (Or at least scares me to crying.)" Haha, sorry Greg-O. ;)
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