He totally hates getting clicked. I literally have to hide the phone (forget camera, he spots that a mile away) behind my back, and sneak up to him to get a shot.
This weekend, I managed to sneak up on him quietly enough to get the first click. His instinctive smile was quickly followed by a huge howl of protest, and then by a quiet period once I handed the mobile phone to him. You can still see a tear in his left eye in the last photo though.
Apart from being photographed, here are some other things he hates:
- Brushing his teeth. He’s a little better these days, however he won’t allow me to use a brush. Only my finger is allowed, and if I go anywhere close to his molars I end up getting badly bitten.
- Wearing shoes and socks. He’s literally torn his socks into two in his anger. Thankfully, he has adjusted to wearing them to school.
- Cutting his nails or his hair
Gah! Piglet, why do you have to make things so difficult for yourself and for me?