Friday, March 01, 2013

Maybe her hands felt insecure? *I* don't know.

So yesterday we're killing time before bed and Eleanor brings me a pair of socks and then holds out her hands, like, You know what to do.

And then for THE REST OF THE EVENING she is like, playing with the walker with some sock hands...


...making animal sounds with some sock hands...


...giving Snuggles a shake with some sock hands...


...popping up the animals with some sock hands...


...contemplating books with some sock hands...


Tiny human, I don't even know.

2 comments:

rhapsodyinbooks said...

Maybe she'll grow up to be a mitten designer?

Vasilly said...

My kids use to do the same thing. For kids, there's something about putting socks on your hands that's supposed to be so entertaining.