Mica's eyes moved in that last photo. He looks like a demon child. I did not Photoshop them to look like that. Mica was laughing so hard at this own eyes.
This is why my kids will need therapy when they grow up:
Mica: "Where are we going tonight?"
Me: "To your Mom's house."
Mica: "You are my Mom!"
Me: "Are you sure?"
Mica: Insert eye roll at my direction.