My little 2 year old cousin was sitting in her sweet ass high chair. Which by the way is the coolest thing in the world. It has a tiny table in front of her with little sections laid out for her to put various items in various locations, and some type of fashionable cushion for her to lounge back on. It's got wheels on the legs of the chair so she can scoot along, and you can take the table part of it off so she can get in and out. Sweet. Super sweet.
So she's sitting in her awesome chair, and asking her mom in a cute baby voice, "can I have a cake mom?" Super cute, not even whining, just cute.
So I turned to my mom, and asked in a similar cute baby voice, "can I have cake mommmm?"
The whole family started laughing, except for one... the baby.
My baby cousin, named Erin, was sitting in her throne, staring directly at me. Her face was no longer cute can I have cake face. Her face was now scrutinizing. She was giving me the stink eye, glaring at me, with such sad disapproval eyes, scorning me. My heart started to cry.
She somehow knew I was mocking her, and without a single word, turned the whole family against me. Do not mock babies. I don't think they can understand sarcasm.
-Jackson
PS: On a happier note, I taught her how to give me knucks. And that, is just the cutest thing that has ever happened to me - baby knucks.
This picture does not do the evil eye justice - this is half evil eye, maybe even one third evil eye.
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