Tonight I saw Cameron so frightened that his little hands were actually shaking. The culprit? A large, foreign intruder that made lots of loud, scary noises...the vacuum cleaner. When I first turned it on, he kept screaming. I think he was scared at first, but then he followed me around the house, vigilantly watching the vacuum cleaner and keeping a safe distance.
I guess this just goes to show how often I don't vacuum. On second thought, maybe Cameron's fear is justification/rationalization for why it's okay to not vacuum!
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Things that frighten us and we survive them, tend to make us stronger. Next time he will take the handle and it is up hill from there.
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