The many faces of Luke.

I love to snap pictures of Luke. I love the looks of distress on his face because I am forcing him to sit still for a half a second to get a picture. He gets so squirmy and suddenly has something extremely important that he needs to do. Its almost like its painful for him. Maybe its torture? I don't know. Its the kind of "torture" he's gonna have to live with having me as his mother. If forcing him to sit still for twenty seconds to snap a few pictures is as bad as it gets for him then I think he can consider himself fortunate!!

How can I resist trying to capture his eyes??!!