People like to hold me. It's as if they think I'll get into trouble or something if left to my own devices. But I guess we'll never know, because someone is always holding me. Check out the evidence below.
Cousin Haley... holding me.
Aunt Alison ... holding me.
And Cousin Lindsey... holding me. Cousin Julia did it too, but somehow Dad missed that photo op. Truth be told, I don't really mind; I actually like it.
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