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wedding emotions


sofie was so fab this weekend in KC with the fam and scott's wedding.
but there's def some mommy/daddy drama going on...

she's happy and super duper fine with hubs...
{i know, i posted this pic already, but who doesn't love it????
is there anything sweeter than a daddy dancing with his baby girl??}

and she's a smiling and modeling fool with me...

throw uncle jon in the mix...and daddy's there: still great.

remove daddy...not so good.

a little anxious with auntie allison
{and a super fab pic i should point out of al's eyes half closed and christin wide mouthed...what a photographer}

more jacked up with auntie christin...

alone...running like a fool and having fun. fine.

toss daddy back in...and viola. fine.
{same face, though. scary.}

poor grandpa...well, he got the same treatment.
{although you have to love that he's smiling huge while she's sobbing}

and by 3 hours past her bed time, even daddy got the stink eye and we were heading back to the hotel for bedtime.

but i still think sof has some momma/daddy drama going on...but i'll take it. that means she loves us!

{now go and enter the blog party for tuesday below...please. i want to give away my goodies!!! and i know you wanna help kids with cancer!}

Comments

jenn said…
Poor thing. Shiloh went through that, where she didn't want anyone but me. People that she saw every week suddenly made her cry. I felt bad for them, but she got out of that stage pretty quickly.
Unknown said…
in that pic by herself she totally looks like finney!!!! haha jon made her cry!!!
Unknown said…
I'm surprised I don't have a permanent limp from my youngest always holding on to my leg when I walked.

She's cute, even when she's crying.
Aw! Even when she's crying she's beautiful :) Great pictures!
What a delightful group of memories! I think all of my daughter's first year photos are of her screaming! lol!

{{{hugs}}}
Anonymous said…
I SO love the pics of her and daddy. They look so sweet!
Carrie said…
What a little stinkerbutt!!

At least she's adorable when she's screaming!!
What a cutie!

Your family is so beautiful.
Mandy said…
This was a fun post and I like how you set it up, so fun to see her... so moody! :-)

My kids were always the same way and don't you think SAHM children usually are? They have their mommy's and that is who they are used to and comfy with, not used to strangers. And this is not a controversial statement arguing one is better than the other as I have friends that are career women and friends that are like me, SAHM's and it seems those kids that go to babysitters adjust quickly to new people... just my own observation. :-)
Jen said…
you know there is just no one like mommy. trust me, I know this well.
Kimmy said…
Too cute!! My daughter is the same way but with just me. She is a total momma's girl but when I'm not around, she's a Daddy's girl.....once she gets over the initial shock of momma being gone...lol! Mind you, she's 6 yrs old. She's my baby!!!!
Michelle said…
aaaawww! I just love that first pic! You're right -daddy/daughter dancing pictures are just precious!
Poor Sophia she sure was upset with eveyrone else!
Mommynightowl said…
aww that picture of them dancing is adorable.

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