On the way to school this morning, I was advising Lily and Jack to put on normal smiles for their pictures, instead of trying to make themselves look like they’d stuck an umbrella into their mouths and opened it.
“I’ll tell you what,” says I. “When they tell you to smile, just think of one of your favorite things.”
“I’m thinking of my favorite thing right now,” Lily said, with a perfectly angelic smile crossing her face. “I’m thinking about puppies.”
“That’s perfect!” I responded, and then asked Jack, “What favorite thing are you going to think about?”
He thought for a moment, and then put on a smile that matched Lily’s in both style and context.
“Aliens,” he said.