Bashful

The Boy might be learning "bashful."

Earlier today, he looked away from me while Monkey Mama was holding him.

Later today, in the grocery store, he turned away from a friendly stranger while I was holding him. (Or maybe it was because the guy was buying liverwurst AND pastrami. Good God!)

The books said "bashful" would happen. I kind of wish he would never turn away from me, though. Ever.