Going, going, gone!

We were at a ball game a few weeks ago and Peter rolled his eyes at me.   I told him he did a pretty good job because he almost got rid of his irises and all that was left were the whites.

So he proceeded to practice rolling his eyes at me until he could achieve total whites. That's my boy.  If we're going to be disrespectful, let's do it right!

Going....

Going...

Gone!