This past week, I finally noticed I have hands. It’s kinda funny, because I guess I knew they were there all along…. I mean, I’ve been sucking on them and trying sooo hard to get my fingers in my mouth, and my thumb in particular. It’s only logical that I actually have hands! But now I know where they live–at the end of my arms!
Mommy made a few telephone calls about it to let her own Mommy and some other people know. I guess it’s kind of a big deal! Yay!