Poopy face.

So my children are officially tired of me taking pictures of them. I'm trying to build my photography portfolio and they have had enough of it! I was really excited because I found this great trunk at TJ Maxx and was dying to try it out and finally convinced a reluctant Jacob to be my model. So we go out to the "studio" (Daddy's office) and I have everything all set up and he sits on the trunk and this is what I get from him.

Then, from behind my camera I hear "POOPY, POOPY, POOPY!" I look over my should and I see my husband, Brad, trying his best to elicite a smile from Jacob. And what do you know...