journey

Last night, it seemed that David suddenly achieved a new level of self-awareness. While dressing him for bed, I pulled his pjs up to his shoulder and maneuvered his arm to the opening of the sleeve. He knows that he must then straighten his arm to push it through the sleeve. But this time, as his hand emerged through the little knit cuff, he seem fascinated. He stared intently at his hand, turning it back and forth and over and over. He repeated this with the other hand. He even reached across with his left hand to explore his right hand and the cuff that it had just come through.

This morning was more of the same. When he woke up, he gave careful examination to the designs on his pjs. While being changed, he was again thrilled by the whole hand-through-the-cuff trick. He always holds his feet on the changing table, but this morning, he stared them and explored them with his hands. While I changed his diaper, he kept this up. I have mentioned before on this blog that public blogging sometimes clashes with private issues. Those of you who are familiar with a one-year-old's journey of self-discovery know what we got to discover this morning. The rest of you will just have to go out and get your own baby.

Later, fans of the hand in the cuff.