A rare moment with me in front of the camera

Eleanor is a velcro baby attached to Sarah nearly all the time. We've been slowly passing her back and forth and she's becoming more and more accepting of me. She's not afraid of me, nor does she yell when I hold her; Sarah got her from the adoption official first, so she bonded -think epoxy- to Sarah first.

When I walk out of the room, she looks around and calls after me and she mimics my motions - clapping, waving, shaking my head - and I can get her to laugh anytime at all. It's all perfectly normal. We also think that her caregivers were all women and she's come to associate them with comfort and safety.

 

I do the food, just like at home, so when she sees me with a baby bottle, her Pavlovian response kicks in just fine, thanks very much.