Calling the Shot List

Clio used to love having her picture taken. Lately, it goes more like this:

Or she does her best to seize control and turn the tables on us, like this (you can ignore the middle 10 seconds or so where I try to get her to sing "The Grand Old Duke of York," which she does very well when she's in the mood):




But the other day, Eleri flopped across her lap to get her hands on a book or two, and Clio thought this was so hilarious, she demanded that I get out the camera.


And then she proceeded to ham it up, like this.