I’ve probably used that title before. It’s not my fault that my children have funny faces.*
Anyway, here is Ellie, making faces at me.
That is all.
*Well, genetically speaking it’s probably half my fault, unless you’re going to make the assertion that Leo’s face (and the faces of all of Leo’s family) are funnier than my face and the faces of my family, which seems like an unnecessarily divisive sort of position to take.