Confessions

Everytime I see this little man I think two things. One... he's going be be a great football player and two, that I understand his addiction to his thumb. Though I never played with my belly button and sucked my thumb like he does (which by the way is one of the most adorable things I've ever seen!) I did suck my thumb for a long, long, loooonnng time. Long enough that I had to get braces over the whole ordeal. Apparently, as I learned later in college, there is a Freudian stage that one never surpasses if they become thumb suckers. I am a prime example. I chew on things, pens, nails....etc. It's all part of the stage I never got out of. I turned out pretty normal. Except for one thing. One tiny little thing...I still sleep with something soft by my mouth. My blankets and sheets have to be made of a certain cotton or the long sleeve shirt I wear does. I know crazy. Just adds to the depth of me!!!! Sorry if that was too much info... confessions of a thumb sucker can border on lunacy I know!