The Banana and her Great Grandma Jan

Hannah had a lot of stranger anxiety during our trip to North Dakota, so a lot of the pictures I took of her with grandparents and great grandparents and godmothers involved her screaming like a maniac, scared senseless with absolute panic in her eyes, and the poor person holding her trying their best to comfort the wailing child in her midst. However, I love these. I’m not sure why she wasn’t crying, but I like the intent way she is studying Grandma.

Because this is that same grandma who hates sunshine, and sunlight of any kind, it was a bit tricky getting these pictures in her dark, dark house, so they aren’t perfect, but I love them just the same.