... of stranger anxiety

We never really experienced this with Abram. He was a faithful attender of "Kidstuff" from the time he was about two months old. Every week we would take him to children's church and he was the one kid who, no matter how old he was, never cried when we left him. I think he may have cried a little once when he was about a year and a half. But otherwise, he's always been really great with other people taking him. Maybe that's because there were usually new, distracting toys involved.

Selah had been doing so well with that. She may not have been going to children's church like Abram did, but she was constantly around new people and mostly ok with pretty much anyone holding her. Until recently. Now she cries when almost anyone but me holds her. She even started crying tonight when I passed her off to Quinn and left her sight for a few minutes. I know that stranger anxiety is common around 8 months, so this is pretty normal and I'm not worried or anything. But it's a little sad. I don't know whether to let her cry a little and keep trying to give her to people in hopes of getting her over it faster, or if that's some how detrimental to her. Probably not. But I'm just not used to seeing her cry. She's our non-crier. So seeing actual crocodile tears in her eyes and snot running down her face when I have to be summoned out of a meeting by the childcare workers just breaks my heart. I'm hoping it's short lived. For everyone's sake.

Anyway, she's been "saying" more things recently and I was trying to capture it on video. But instead of doing what I asked, she got a little attitude with me ;)

Silly girl.

Off to bed. We have a long day tomorrow of meetings and BBQ parties with neighbors. Should be fun :)

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