Feeding Thatcher

One Sunday, after church we ate with the Porters at Jason's Deli. We all love the ice cream. Everyone had some, except Thatcher. So Reese took it upon herself to feed him.

I love her mouth as she tries to get it into his mouth.
Appartently, she wasn't doing it to Thatcher's satisfaction, the eyebrows tell it all...She starts to get bored with it and makes him work a little harder for the ice cream.