But every time I would walk a few feet away from the cart to look at something, he got this very concerned look on his face. I imagine it was weird to face me, but not be held by me.
He was fine for about 10 minutes, and then that little lower lip came out and he sorta freaked out. The second I picked him up he buried his head into my neck and smiled. I think we just experienced his first little anxiety attack!





































