doe eyes

Brooks has recently learned to flutter his eyelashes... and I have to say, his timing is impeccable! This afternoon, he kept getting down from the table while eating his lunch. His sticky, banana fingers were touching everything in sight, and so I told him to get back on his chair. He looked up at me sheepishly with his head cocked to one side, fluttered his eyes and said, "Nooooo" in the sweetest tone that a disobedient toddler could muster. I was torn between spanking his little bum or swooping him up and kissing on those chubby cheeks.

I chose the latter.