A and O: You are constantly around other people. Your aunts and cousins are a part of your regular scenery. Your Aunts want to hug and hold you all the time. So my question is, why do you fear them so? I tried really hard not to shelter you. Yes, secretly I love that you just want to be with me. i love it. But, sometimes I need some help to hold you. Your Aunts would leap for joy if you lept into their outstretched arms and gave them a smile and a snuggle.
Also, it's plain ok that you don't like strangers-real strangers. However, when we go to get pictures taken-the photographer actually becomes a non-stranger and you are supposed to instantly love him. He is really nice and is really good at making silly sounds. He has our best interests in mind. And you can like him. Enough, anyways to smile for him.
But if you really don't want to smile for him, at least smile for your Mommy who is jumping, peek-a-booing, singing, toy shaking, and being silly right behind that stranger boy.
AND-even if you don't smile even then-I will completely and utterly love and adore your pictures. I will look at them over and over again and remember the grand time we had at Photo Fly today. I will remember your stranger anxiety phase at 7 months old. I will admire your precious, sweet faces with those big beautiful blue eyes.
Thank you for being mine (and Daddy's).
Angels
Bloopers
Little beauties
Also, it's plain ok that you don't like strangers-real strangers. However, when we go to get pictures taken-the photographer actually becomes a non-stranger and you are supposed to instantly love him. He is really nice and is really good at making silly sounds. He has our best interests in mind. And you can like him. Enough, anyways to smile for him.
But if you really don't want to smile for him, at least smile for your Mommy who is jumping, peek-a-booing, singing, toy shaking, and being silly right behind that stranger boy.
AND-even if you don't smile even then-I will completely and utterly love and adore your pictures. I will look at them over and over again and remember the grand time we had at Photo Fly today. I will remember your stranger anxiety phase at 7 months old. I will admire your precious, sweet faces with those big beautiful blue eyes.
Thank you for being mine (and Daddy's).
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