Eliza made her second trek to Kentucky over the weekend.
She has exhibited a serious case of stranger anxiety over the last month or so, crying when someone she doesn’t know gets too close, looks at her funny, or even makes a strange noise. We feared the worst as we packed the car full of her gear for the trip. While she was certainly hesitant at first, she didn’t have any anxiety-ridden outbursts. In fact, for whatever reason, she absolutely loves my brother (see pic). He is the one person besides mom and dad who can hold her and carry her around. It was the first time in months that I felt like I could go out of her sight without major consequences. It felt great. I’m hoping the anxiety phase is waning. We’ll see.