My mom was sweetly talking to Harper while Fred was unloading the luggage, and Harper was eating it up. I was able to catch these with Harper's face in the mirror. Loved them. 




When I handed Harper over for a hug, Fred took her then began walking away. "Okay, see ya later!" This guy with a tough exterior just fell in love with Harper this trip. Harper tells me the feeling is mutual. 



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