reading the bean's mind

i seem to be in a picture posting kinda mood these days. here's a bunch of funny bean faces, and what the poor thing must be thinking as her mother pokes that damn camera all up in her grill for the 2390828937039847th time.

"this cupcake sweater is silly."

"hmm. well, it did make me kinda hungry."

"oh, for the love of crap. again??"

"enough! no more! NO MORE!" admittedly, it was rather shittastic of me to continue snapping away when she burst into tears. but even when her little face is all crumpled up and bawling, i think she's...well, what her shirt says.

"maybe if i pretend to take a nap, she'll go away."

"ah, hell. will she ever quit?"

she's gonna hate me for some (or a shitload) of these when she gets older.