Snowman is not impressed

So, we went out to dinner on Thanksgiving. Since cooking a big meal like that for three people is pretty much the same amount of cooking as it would be for 10 without the extra bodies to help with cleanup (and cooking, I guess), I don’t like to do it.

So we’re out to dinner and as usual I like to take some pictures.

 

First, I take one where someone is not looking at the camera. But it’s still a fairly nice shot of the dudes. So I try again.

 

Hey, that’s much better. People are looking at the camera. and smiling. Cool.

Then I decide that in the interest of making sure that there is photographic evidence that I exist and not only exist, but exist in the same physical plane as my child, he should come over and sit by me so Daddy can take a picture of us.

 

Look! There we are! But wait. Somebody isn’t looking at the camera. Let’s try again.

 

Okay, so we are both looking at the camera. And obviously THRILLED.

But it works.

So I start to fool around with it.

 

And I make it my cover photo on facebook.

And then I go back in time to use an old photo of a snowman for my profile picture. Since the two pics are in such close proximity, it becomes very apparent that

this guy:

and this guy are thinking pretty much the same thing.