My sister also flew in, and brought her 15 month old with her. This was the first time I met him, and he immediately was willing to go into my arms. That is, until he saw my husband, then he wanted to be in his arms! I dare say that hubby was his favorite person of all the visitors; each time the baby saw him he would reach his arms out to be held by hubby, or would run around the table until he got to him. If hubby came in late, the little guy would squirm out of whomever's arms he was in and run over to hubby to hug his legs and ask for a lift up!
The little peanut is only 18 pounds (he doesn't eat anything) and into everything. When he laughs his eyes light up, his mouth goes wide, and then he's usually silent -a silent laugh. It is odd to see, but hilarious at the same time.
We were curious to see his reaction to me - after all, his mother and I are identical twins. Only once did it seem to throw him for a loop - he was crying and ran towards me, then suddenly stopped with a slightly confused look on his face as if to say "wasn't my mom just standing right there?" and turned back around to find his real mom.