I went to Daddy's Insurance Company picnic today. For once the camera wasn't out so there wasn't any documentation but believe me, I was there. Dad's entire office can vouch for it because I got held and my little cheeks were squeezed and squeezed and squeezed! Can't say I really approved. About the only novelty was Anne, Dad's friend who had some jewelry that I tried to eat.
I was certainly playing coy though. No smiles. I just whimpered and made things difficult. Hey, I'm a baby, not a trick pony.