Feldman Cubs

I have been working on my expressions and body language. This is my copy of Riley's "Sit like a watermelon" pose.

Not bad, right?

This is my "pensively staring out the window" look.

This is my "knowing smile" look. I break this one out when someone tells me a story I don't quite understand.

I call this one "the angry grin."

This isn't actually one of my expressions, but Dad caught a frame with my tongue sticking out, so he kept it.

I smile now.

I also do stuff like this.

Ayup.

Ba ha ha ha ha!

See what I did there?

Since people have been asking ...

Dad set aside the old-fashioned German lens today and went with the 85mm.

He apologizes to any Germans who Make Good Stuff.

You just can't beat fast glass.

I have no idea what that means, but Dad sits in the corner and mumbles it to anyone who'll listen.

Dad is up to his old tricks again.

He says that since he gives the baths around here, he gets to decide if it's a Mohawk Day.

I'll give you three guesses what today was.

I do make it work, though.

Riley hugged me, to try to make me feel better about my look, but it didn't work all that well.

Dad says he took all of these with his ancient German manual-everything lens.

If we've learned nothing else from the ShamWow! guy, at least we've learned that "the Germans make good stuff."

Dad also says that I could store acorns in my cheeks for the winter.

I have no idea what he's talking about.

Greetings! It has been a while.

Since we last met, I have begun to wear overalls.

Dad says a square-state baby must dress the part.

I also tend to pose like this--and in other ways that seem to indicate interest in what my parents say.

What's that you say over there?

Riley's making sushi again?

One tobikko, please!

(I may be from a square state, but I know what I like.)

Thanks, Big Sis!

As soon as my teeth come in, I'm all over that thing.