Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun

When we drive to school in the morning, there are some places where the sun shines right in Trey's eyes. He used to whine about it until I found a solution. Now I watch in the mirror and whenever sun shines in his eyes, I start yelling in a high pitched voice - Oh No! The sun is too bright! Close your eyes tight! The sun is too bright for the baby! Trey thinks it is hilarious and laughs and squints his eyes. Now he starts laughing and closing his eyes right before the sunny parts. It is a fun game.