peek a boo

Lena has begun to hide from her food. I know, this is strange from a kid who loves to eat as much as she does, but it's true. At first I though she was just rubbing her weary little eyes, but then I noticed she was peeking over the top to see if I was still threatening her with a spoonful of yogurt. Once I moved her hands away, she kept her eyes closed and smiled that smile she smiles so well. You know the one. The "I am Lena, flirt of flirts, look upon my smile ye parents and despair."