Tuesday, July 28, 2015

#125 My Head

Hallie is a unique character. She has never been one to give or receive physical affection without obvious disdain. At least, I thought so, until there was a baby in the picture. Now I can say that Hallie requires the same amount (or more) of physical affection as your average four or five-year-old—only, she fills her entire "affection pool" by loving on the baby. She still squirms away at kisses from Mama, and hugs from Daddy. For Hallie, it's all face smashing, cheek pinching, body squeezing loving on Sam. Lots and lots and lots of it.

She said it best when she said, "It's like he's afraid of my head or something."

Of course, she said it in cheerful oblivion, in complete denial of the truthfulness of it. Yes, Hallie. It's like he's afraid of your head. Or something.

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