Same goes in stores. She will randomly say Hewoo to everyone and anyone. But if they turn and say hi back or try to start up a conversation Missy is striken with shy fear. She clings to me and won't look at the person and OMG what a lovely place for an already socially anxious person to be! I sort of laugh it off to people - oh to be two or oh my she is a silly billy, eh? We will walk off and Missy says Me Silly billy Mommy? Me silly, right? OY VEY. I actually do think she is silly in a good way but still... I just keep reminding her it is okay to say hi and talk to people as long as Mommy and Daddy are there.
She loves to ride around with her window down and she will shout and wave at people a la beauty queen. There is nothing better then to peek back Missy in the rear view mirror with her red hair flying back and huge smile on her face waving away to the anyone who will look at her.
Two is such an odd mix of shy and a giddy lack of self consciousness. The smile and little voice and the wild hair. Two is a little like getting away with being slightly like a crazy person. She can wear orange stretch pants with a purple and green top and polka dot socks and people coo over how cute she is. She is my girl. She cracks me and drives me crazy. She giggles if I even wiggle my fingers at her. She is fearful and fearless all at once. TWO IS WEIRD!
Self Portrait: Halloween