For the past month or so Durkin has been sucking on his right fist -- not the left, just the right. I often wake during the night to the sounds of the little man enjoying a nice knuckle sandwich. "Nom, nom, nom," goes Durkin. And sometimes, during daylight hours, he changes it up a little and opens the fist to snack on a finger or thumb.
This past week he finally located his left fist and now the nightly wakings are a bit louder due to the increased surface area available for the yummy treat.
Yesterday morning Durkin actually saw his right fist. He wiggles around plenty and I guess that fist finally came into view. He was on the changing table and staring (a little cross-eyed for the close proximity) at his right fist as if to say, "where on earth did that come from?" He studied it for a good couple of minutes and then went back to smiling at his mama.
Staring at his right fist happened again yesterday evening and once this morning. It's a whole new world and I'm sure he'll start grabbing mama's glasses very, very soon.
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