Kira turned 14 the other day. It is a tradition to take a nice birthday picture of the kids with their birthday cake. Kira is difficult. And maddening. And hilarious. I could not get a nice picture of Kira on her 14th birthday because she would not allow it.
I told her to stop it and let me get once nice picture. She would agree, but a fraction of a second before the picture snapped, she made a face.
The girl can cross her eyes astonishingly fast.
After a while I gave up on a picture with the cake and just wanted a nice picture of my beautiful girl.
She would not have any part of it.
At this point, Kira said, "Mom, enough. I'm starting to get a headache from crossing my eyes." So we cut the cake and went downstairs to celebrate.
I thought I could pretend that I was reading something on my phone and get a clandestine picture of her eating her cake and looking like her adorable self.
I told her to stop it and let me get once nice picture. She would agree, but a fraction of a second before the picture snapped, she made a face.
The girl can cross her eyes astonishingly fast.
After a while I gave up on a picture with the cake and just wanted a nice picture of my beautiful girl.
She would not have any part of it.
At this point, Kira said, "Mom, enough. I'm starting to get a headache from crossing my eyes." So we cut the cake and went downstairs to celebrate.
I thought I could pretend that I was reading something on my phone and get a clandestine picture of her eating her cake and looking like her adorable self.
No luck.
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