>Dial E for Eames

>Since he was born, Eames has had a prodigious chin and, if I’m to be honest, cheeks to match; in fact, I periodically do the finger sweep test to make sure he’s not packing anything in those cheeks of his–like he’s gained the manual dexterity and mobility to sneak a few cat toys into his mouth while I’m not watching. Hell, sometimes it even looks like he might have a whole cat in there (Pasha or Simi clearly, since Nico is obviously too big).

While discussing the possibility that his cheeks might need their own zip code the other day, Josh mentioned that Eames bears an uncanny resemblance to a certain famous director and TV show host. Pat Sajak came to mind for a minute, but he, to my knowledge, has never directed a film and he’s far too tan. Josh was, of course, referring to Alfred Hitchcock.

How did I ever not see that Eames is the spitting image of the master of suspense? The gravity-prone jowls. An extra chin. Melancholy eyes. A fuzzy pate. This kid will be sicking birds on an unwitting population in no time or throwing people off of bell towers or spying on our neighbors…

And I will definitely have to rethink leaving him in the doorway jumper while I take a shower.

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