My poor sweet boy has it...BAD. He's right at the age where it would be most likely for him to start, and I was hoping it wouldn't effect him, but I don't think that's going to happen. He doesn't want me out of his sight. And when Jared is home, he doesn't want either of us out of his sight.
I thought it was just going to be during the daytime. He normally freaks out the second I leave his sight, & putting him down for naps is getting more difficult. He crawls toward me in his crib and reaches out for me. And really, how can you deny this face...
Last night was a whole other story though. Lincoln didn't get to bed until midnight. Every time I attempted to leave the room, his head would shoot up and he'd start to cry, reaching for me. He must have his Daddy's super sonic ears, because I was SO quiet! I hate to see him so sad :(
On a fun note, we tried out his new horse that my cousins gave to us from their children. Looks like my little comedian enjoyed it :)