One of millions of things I love about my boy is that he has this specific little smile that only crops up on his face when he rides a carousal. There’s no rhyme or reason to it that I know of. There are plenty of things he loves far and above this ride. But it is what it is, and I just eat it up all that I can.
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That's the smile of pure joy, Rachel! Carousal's kinda do that to some of us, er...to kids, I mean. Yeah, that's it. Just to kids. I LOVE carousals! He is such a cutie. Great pics, dearie.
That is the sweetest thing! To me it looks like he's fit to burst with the fun of it all but he's holding it in, like a special secret. It's all shining in his eyes though. So lovely!
I see what you mean but I sure do love the genuine love and joy in daddy's smile too
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