This is my sassy son. This is how he eats his toast. Every time. He actually seems to really like it, other than keeping his fists up and breathing quickly in and out of his nose like he’s trying to punk me out.

Below is Jayce’s protesting face. It is often accompanied by a very grumpy protesting noise. It comes out when we ask for a kiss and he doesn’t want to give one. It comes out when I’m taking his picture and he doesn’t like the flash. It comes out often when he’s eating homemade pureed baby food. This ends up working out really well for me because I’m not that interested in whether or not he likes the peas, I just want him to eat the peas, and this open mouth helps my case a lot more than his.
This is Jayce and mom’s grumpy faces. I was empathizing with him.