I went for a walk in the Ornamental Gardens today during lunch, partly because I am a lover of the cultured and beautiful, but mostly because I wasn't watching where I was walking and wound up there. At the north entrance into the park from the garden, there's a bench in front of a low brownstone wall, with a grassy hill in back of the wall. Sitting on the wall with his feet on the bench was a man holding a baby. His wife was holding a camera. She was trying to get the baby to sit still for the picture.
"Stop wiggling. That's it. Don't you look nice! Now say 'Cheese!'"
"No!" (this was the baby, not the man)
"'Cheese!'"
"No! No! No!"
The man had the sheepish "aw come on, I'm not that bad" look that guys have when they have something to apologize for, but I assumed that I'm just not any good at reading faces. As I walked past the woman said, "I'm going to kill your mother for teaching him that word."
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