Wednesday, September 15, 2004

I just want to cling to my Mommy

I am happy as a lark whenever I'm with my Mommy. I just want to cling to her all the time. I've learned all these skills like crawling, standing and rolling over which effectively take me away from her. But I don't like to be separated, so I don't venture very far and usually keep at least one hand on her.

And I admit it. Strangers freak me out. Many of them often come up to my face all at once, start squealing, and want to hold me. Who are these people and why are they so excited over me? If my Mommy isn't holding me to assure me that these people are OK, this is the expression you're likely to see from me.

I do like people, but I just need to get to know you first. So the next time you see me, please let me warm up to you in my own time!