The smiling thing is still a rare occurrence, but I'm trying to make it more often, because it seems to really make Mom and Dad happy.

The process of sucking on my fingers, thumbs, and often fists is what I work on most of every day ... that is, when I'm not eating, sleeping, or screaming. So I guess saying that I work on it most of every day isn't very true at all. I do work on it more than I work on anything else, though. Well, maybe that's not true, either, because, frankly, I work on screaming pretty often. Anyway, I've been working on getting my fingers / thumbs into my mouth. Mom and Dad want me to get good at this, because this will increase the likelihood that I'll be able to soothe myself when I'm upset. These days, I try to do it, but end up just being more upset because I can't get my friggin' finger into my mouth reliably. My life is hard, Dick Cheney! Hard!