Rebecca mentioned to me just this morning how smiley Milo is, which is by-and-large true. But typically I only take photos when he’s happy, which isn’t a particularly balanced way of portraying life. Then Milo and Daddy had a grand noisy battle of the wills (which Milo won) behind the closed bathroom door at teeth-brushing time, and I had a perfect chance to photograph that sad face, replete with toothpaste decor. And what was all the fuss about? He just wanted MAMA to brush those teeth.