I may be a little biased, but I think my kid is pretty cute. He has an infectious smile that you can see creeping in from a mile away. He tries not to smile, but then he can't fight it anymore and it takes over his whole face...I believe Tyra Banks calls that a "smize" (spelling?)..."smile with your eyes."
And because Baby J is so smiley, he likes to look at smiley faces. If you frown at him, you're not going to be friends. Smile at him and you're friends for life.
We recently took a trip to see my husband's family. Baby J had his first airplane ride and met two of his great grandmothers, so it was a pretty deal. On the way back during our sold out flight, there was a gentleman sitting across the aisle from us. He looked remotely like Machete's cousin. If you've ever seen Machete, he doesn't come across as a nice guy and he's got 100 different ways to cut up a body with his machete, so he really is appropriately named. Anyway, this guy looked like Machete's cousin. At first glance, he's someone you might avoid. But Jay smiled at him. In response, this guy broke out with a smile that you never would've expected. He had huge dimples, great teeth and he knew how to smize.
Baby J and Machete's cousin smiled at each other for the last 30 minutes of our flight. And watching them play with their facial expression made everyone around us smile. So the lesson for today is...smile. Even if you don't feel it, even if you have a case of the Mondays, just smile. In the mirror. At a baby. Or at a stranger. Every smile counts!
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