June 12, 2019
His crib jostled just the tiniest bit, nudging Georgie out of his nap. He opened his eyes, one hand curling up into a loose fist to rub at them, the other going straight towards his mouth to pop his thumb inside, immediately starting to suck on it. Auntie Brenda was looking down on him, smiling as he slowly started to become more alert, waking up from his afternoon nap. He made some baby noises around his thumb, feeling much better than when she first put him in his crib. He had gotten fussy and ill, wanting to argue over everything, and Auntie Brenda had told him that he was walking on thin ice. Then he started throwing his toys to the floor when she told him to pick them and put them back in his […]
