Touch-me-not.

Mimi calls Hardin a touch-me-not, and I love it.  Mostly because she says Jason was the EXACT.SAME.WAY.  He loves to look at everyone and interact from a distance, but don't go reaching for my boy and expect open arms. 

But please do reach for him, because it makes him so shy and he nuzzles up on me and I just love it. 

In his little defense, if you pick him up and take him out of sight from me, Jason and mom he normally warms right back up. Or if you totally ignore him.  Then he'll get right in your face trying to figure out why.  Go figure. 

Today we went to breakfast and followed that up with the park.  It's so nice when Jason is there to guard the other end of the tunnels.  We all enjoyed the swings because we were the only folks there. 

And I promise I'm done with the storyboards for a while.  I'm like a 3 year old when I learn a new trick.  Kinda silly.  Almost as silly as Jason on a swing.