Notes from the crib

George is discovering pockets. When he has clothes with pockets, sometimes I'll stick his binkie in one and he'll spend several minutes trying to figure out how to retrieve it. He's decided pockets are a great invention with which to carry his beloved belongings. When he doesn't have pockets, he just improvises by stuffing his things down his shirt. The other morning DH documented George stuffing a little person, a tow truck, a cell phone, a taxi cab, and one green sock down the neck of his onesie. Tonight George stuffed a pancake down his shirt and then tried to get his sippy cup of milk in there, too.