I must have thumb. This week I went to the dentist. He told me I need to try to stop drinking my thumb. I simply cannot.
Even in my fetal senior photo (aka ultrasound) I was drinking my thumb.
From the archives:
As you can see, I enjoy digging (nose or belly button) while I drink of the thumb.
My mom tried to reason with me. She’s a fool.
Mom: Remember, the dentist said you have to try to not drink your thumb.
Me: Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhh. But it tastes so good.
Mom: What does it taste like?
Me: It tastes like finger. It is so tasty.
What do you think, babies? Can I reform? Does the thirst for finger ever subside?