Sweet!!

So I often find myself watching Faith sleep. She is so peaceful and it allows me to take a break from our constant running around. I wonder what it is she is dreaming about? Maybe it is about her daddy or maybe about her sippy cup being empty. As she falls asleep on her pillow or in my arms I will just sit and give thanks for the beautiful child in my life. If I listen quietly enough I can hear her sucking away on her little thumb with her Lamby's bottom right up to her face. I came across this poem and it just said it all. This is probably what Faith would say when asked why she sucks her thumb.

Thumbs

Oh, the thumb-sucker's thumb

May look wrinkled and wet

And withered, and white as the snow.

But the taste of a thumb

Is the sweetest taste yet

(As only we thumb-suckers know)