Carolyn is learning at least one new trick every day. Literally in the past 24 hours my binky-addict has decided that her thumb is way better. To be perfectly honest, I really don’t mind if she starts sucking her thumb (I keep trying to type that as “thucking her sumb”) instead of using a pacifier, because that means she won’t cry for us to put her pacifier back in during the night. Granted, it’s harder to take away a thumb, but I kind of figure either way – binky or thumb – she won’t be needing it in college. (Well, she’ll need her thumb, but not to help her fall asleep I hope!)
She apparently comes by it honestly: both Denis and my mother were thumb-suckers. Maybe it’s genetic? So far she doesn’t seem to be favoring one thumb over the other. Does that mean she’s thumbidextrous? (Sorry. It’s really not that late, but I haven’t gotten much sleep the past few nights. I’m going to just close up these parentheses, hit “publish”, and go to bed. ‘k?)