Good luck, man.

Today is picture day at Little man's daycare/school.
Ha. They don't know what they're in for with my son.
My sister and I have bets on how much of his face will actually come out IN the picture, because he'll be too busy trying to get off the chair and escape the wrath of the evil camera.
My sister says all they'll catch is a blurry shot of his forehead...
I say they'll get a shot of his rear end as he runs out the door.
Daddy just smiles and shakes his head.

Little Man loves taking pictures, but only if he wants to. Christmas pictures were almost a disaster, we had to settle on the first shot taken because it was the ONLY shot taken. He started crying right after, and if we had continued with the session we would have ended up with lots of pictures of a red faced Little Man reaching for his mommy and daddy, crying like we had abandoned him.

On the permission slip we had to sign for the pictures to be taken there was a section that said 'Comments for photographer:_____________'...I wrote in Good Luck! with a smilie face. I'm hoping the smilie face makes the photographer feel a little better, but he/she can never say I didn't warn him/her.
I can't wait to hear how he did...