During the graveside services (aren't they called Interment or something close to that), my Aunt Kathy held me the whole time. Mom was busy taking photos and chasing Daphne, my Dad was a pallbearer, and Grammy and Gramps were grieving in their own way. So I got to play with Aunt Kathy. My new thing is hair - I LOVE to grab people's hair while they are holding me - and I will either just grasp it in my hands or I'll suck on it. I know, I'm strange... But that's what I am trying to do to Aunt Kathy in both of these photos...
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