My Toys

My very first playmate was my hands. They still are. I have spend many a happy time tying to pull out my thumb. I don't understand why that one is going another direction; but, I no longer try to pull out my thumb. Not since my amma told me about this boy called Little Jack Horner who sat in a corner eating his Christmas pie and got out a plum with his thumb. I can't wait to do that...yum yum!!!