So yeah, I'm gonna need to inspect that camera Mom...
Seriously, give me the camera.
Fine. I'll just pull on the camera strap until you: A) Give it to me, or B) I use my superhuman baby strength and pull it out of your hands.
Or I'll distract you with the static electricity in my hair long enough to chew my way to that camera.
I'm not kidding. Give...me...the...camera. Or else, well, or else I'll make diaper changing very interesting for you in the next few days.
How about if I do my best Elvis for you? Uh-huh-huh Mama. You got me all shook up.
Can I pity you to it? Puh-puh-puh-please let me see that camera Mama. *Sniff, sniff.
But what I wonder is, how can a kid possibly want to play with a camera when he has all of these goodies around?
And on a totally unrelated note, socks were consumed for breakfast.
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