The Ones Who Held Me When - Series 2

Back then all I could do was hang out in peoples arms. Drape me over an elbow, plop me on your lap, stick me in a laundry basket... Now it takes a little more creativity and a lot more strength to hold me for any span of time.
This is Nana and Papa and little baby me. My Napoles grandparents are very comfortable people.

And this was the first time I sat on Uncle Nick. He loved it. I was a little tense.