Simon found some hands at the mall and they turned out to be his.

Yesterday Hava and Matthew spent the entire day at the mall. They never used to go to malls but Hava needed new clothes because she is *cough* larger. Anyway, it turned out to be a great day. Simon and his future friend baby Martha were able to inspect each other and their parents were able to communicate in adult speak. At some point Simon realized that his hands are able to be controlled by his brain. Unfortunately, he is now more frustrated than ever since that darn thumb won't stick out from the fist. In the meantime, Simon continuously licks his fist in hopes that the thumb will come out and make itself useful. Maybe by next week he'll be a thumb sucker.

Simon's sleep schedule in the past two days hasn't been ideal. So un-ideal in fact that the nights are a bit too fuzzy to remember. There is always a three hour session and a two hour session; anything more is gravy.