a mama's boy

This kid is a mama's boy. I think it may have something to do with the fact that he spends every moment of every day of his life with me, me, me, and me. I didn't realize the strength of this mama's boy bond until just recently, however, when the other NY Vawdreys (You didn't know there were other NY Vawdreys, did you? Neither did we until just a few weeks ago.) attempted to hold him, and he would have none of it. My suspicions were set in stone this week when Grandma and Aunt Colleen came to visit, and he hasn't been too interested in their attentions either--unless I am holding him. Although this was cute for a few minutes (I mean, come on, who doesn't want their little darling to just love their guts), it has got to stop. Don't be surprised if I try to pawn him off on you (provided that you either reside in or come to visit NYC) in the next few weeks!