With thumb firmly planted in mouth
I'm cleaning my computer out, so I can begin to (cough) do better backups, or, do backups.
Apparently, 2 years ago, I decided to do a comic strip. Who knew? And, god, she still sucks her thumb (at nights). And picks at her face.
Come to think of it, I think we're to blame. I remember being afraid that she may not ever throw her pacifier away, mostly because it had turned into a plaything: She would lean over from the waist and flick the part that hung down. Over and over and over. So we helped her find her thumb, and years later she still hasn't lost it.
January 18, 2008
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First thrown piece: Hannah did one about 3 years ago, but with a whole lot of help, so I think this below counts as her first real thrown object (this bowl was centered for her but she did the rest).
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Say cheese: The little guy below left was done last Saturday, when the latest bout of stomach flu (what on earth is going on at that school of hers??) was on its way out, but she wasn't quite her bouncy self yet.
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