The Faces We Make

My coach Miss Bianca told me to do alternating three turns so I did. I've got issues left on these; the turn forward is like watching square wheel turn the corner. However, she asks for them and I do them. No hesitation.  Right down the center.

She sighs. "You've still got that issue of the turn forward," a slight shrug. "But, at least you're not making that face anymore when I ask you to do them."

I do the crinkled forehead bit to indicate my confusion. "What face?" (Like I don't know.)

"Oh, you know," she says, "This one."

"But, I'm adorable when I do that." I cry out.

Another patient sigh from Miss Bianca. "No, you're not."

Oh, just wait. 'Cause I've got much worse expressions than that one.