Little Banshee Acrobat
The last couple of days I have been demonstrating just how loud I can be, if I really want something. Last night when Mommy had to change my wet clothes at 3am, I cried so loud that my brother woke up and started crying, too. And between the crying and whining worry and Mommy's calm-down words, it sounded like rush hour in there.
But when I'm in a better mood, I like to play with my feet. Holding my feet is so much fun and it gives my busy fingers something to grab into. And when I'm not doing that, I'm just starting intently at my left hand. Mommy thinks I'm just fascinated with my wiggly fingers, but I am really working on my shadow puppets routine.
But when I'm in a better mood, I like to play with my feet. Holding my feet is so much fun and it gives my busy fingers something to grab into. And when I'm not doing that, I'm just starting intently at my left hand. Mommy thinks I'm just fascinated with my wiggly fingers, but I am really working on my shadow puppets routine.

