September 28, 2002 - Saturday
This Linus look is not all that uncommon for Jeremy lately. These burp cloths, made by his Aunt Jane with some more from his baby-sitter Mary, have become something like security blankets for him and are a frequent companion to the thumb in times of fatigue or anxiety, especially when the two come together. He'll wring the clothe a little, then move his right thumb to his mouth while still clenching the "nunny" in his left hand. I think that word is right. It comes from Mary, who mentioned his apparent comfort with these cloths a couple of times before his mother and I consciously started putting one in his crib at night. Mary was right.


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