He was crouched down trying to hide from me.
He can’t just concentrate on talking to me, he’s got to touch and feel and fidget. Sometimes I grab him and make him focus, other times I let him go. I fidget, too, so I know how it is.
He tucks his lower lip in like that a lot.
Can you hear him talking? He was telling me about a drug prevention movie he’d watched in social studies. There were a bunch of athletes (cool ones, like windsurfers and stuff) talking about how they couldn’t do the stuff they do if they were drug-users. I hate that my fourth graders have to know about that kind of stuff.
I tried to get some smiles, but when he has to smile on cue, it gets goofy. I didn’t even take those pictures, though I wish I had. This closed-mouth smile looks pretty good, though.
Wasn’t it nice of him to pose in front of that wall of yarn. It makes a great background, especially when it gets blurred out and is mostly just color.
Look at these eyes. Isn’t he beautiful? (This is one of the two photos that I actually Photoshopped, though I see now that it is still too dark. It looks different here than it did in Photoshop. I have so much to learn. The other one I edited is the very first one back at the beginning of this very long photo-post).
And then he finally had enough of this messing around.
Come on, Will, show me what you really think.