This is what I see when I look down while trying to work in the kitchen:
Or, he is hanging on the the back of my legs. When he does that, I tell John that I feel like a mommy elephant with a baby elephant hanging on to my tail. He really can't stand to be away from me. So, he walks around the kitchen holding on to my legs....and I remember to enjoy it because it won't be long until he doesn't want to be with me all of the time! (Clarification: no, he isn't walking on his own yet...only when he can hold onto something/someone.)
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