Long ago my mother had a camera without a flash. She was always moving people into the bright sunshine to snap a picture. There is nothing on my brothers face here except a big dollop of extremely bright light. Some spots are over exposed and some are left in the shadows.
Mom always told me I was a very content and happy baby. I liked to eat and sleep and laugh. Not much has changed, really. But this picture is proof that even the happiest baby can raise a little hell. Man, what a face.