Took Luella to the doctor on Monday because she was sick and when we sat down in the waiting room Cohen gave me this look. He sat there like this all tucked in his car seat for a good 5 minutes, fists clenched.
Obviously we don't venture out much or stray from our normal routine. Remember when cartoon characters get confused? (looks left. looks right. looks left. looks right.)
Cohen: should I smile? laugh nervously? where am I, Mom? Mom??
And now I'm thinking this is probably ones of those things where you had to be there . . . or be his mother . . . . . or an adoring relative . . . . . .