It's started for Ben. The
Move over here
Sort of thing...
Ben has to sit here and there, while I hold a treat and try to take a nice picture. Sheila has to endure this torture too, and she could sit for five minutes while I fumble about with the camera like a loon. Now they both know how it feels and Ben can no longer laugh at Sheila's pain and boredom. Poor kids.
But, for me it's worth it. Just for shots like these:
The look on his face here demonstrates what I'm saying.
Ben and the daffodils.
Aw... look at his fluffy face.