We officially have a thumbsucker. Now, he's always chewed on his hands, fingers, whatever, but this is definitely a magnetic force that automatically draws that left thumb in for deliberate sucking. All has developed in the last 2 weeks or so. At first, it was random, like, "Oh, this is new and fun," not necessarily for comfort (even jumping in the Jumperoo, this thumb finds its way to his mouth!). But today, he was crying when I put him down for a morning nap, and when I checked on him a few minutes later: eyes closed, thumb in mouth.
We're trying to casually discourage it by pulling it out when we see it happen, so I hope that helps somehow. Not a big deal, but I don't want to deal with breaking the habit later.
And today seems like a better day already than yesterday. (Yeah, that nap that finally came in the evening? All of 10 minutes. And, of course, it was a night where Pat didn't get home until after 8pm...) Alas, onward and upward!
Oh, I keep forgetting to mention that I had a great lunch at a coworker's house on Monday (they had no school). Her two teenage daughters manned the kids while a few of us enjoyed our meal. Elliot got so much loving, it was great. He loved it.