This was Bear’s first St. Patty’s. I almost forgot to take pics of him so I barely remembered later that night.
He was helping me write a novel:
Then I remembered, oh crap! It’s St. Patty’s Day! It’s time for pictures:
I needed him to smile a bit more so I decided to squeeze his cheeks in between shots.
Except he caught me:
And he wouldn’t let go:
I finally got the shot I was looking for!