You with the sad eyes

Lyric smiled warmly and brightly when Bethany approached. Little Aria was no longer fussing and instead happily cooing. She really should have put her hair up before leaving the house because now Aria had decided to grab a fistful of hair and was tugging on it while giggling. Sometimes there was no winning with a ten-month-old, but that didn't bother Lyric at all. She adored being a mother.

Yea I rarely bring her here, one of the others usually watches her when I have to come, but everyone's busy beavers today and we felt we could use the walk. Lyric took Aria's hand lightly in her own and made a waving action with it towards Bethany. Aria, this is Bethany, say hi! Aria wasn't quite old enough for obvious words, but she did manage to make a sort of 'who' sound, that could very well be her version of hello at this stage in her development, or just a coincidence. Either was possible.