Max discovered his thumb tonight. I was getting him ready for bed, and had to grab a cloth from the bottom of the changing table. As my head was down, I could tell he was up to something: I could hear him cooing and "ah-goo"ing. When I looked back up at him, his thumb was firmly planted in his mouth. It was adorable, and he was clearly very pleased with himself since he was smiling from ear to ear. Now, since I've become a mom, I read pretty much everything I can get my hands on, and I think I've even done too much research. So, what "sucks" is the prospect of having to break Max of a thumb sucking habit, which I've read can be quite the challenge. Add that to my list of things that keep me up at night. Anyway, for the rest of the night he continued to try to get that thumb in his mouth. Here are some photos of one of the failed attempts.