My invisible icecream

It was so warm last week in Melbourne that Mum allowed me to kick my little legs outside in the shade without my nappy on.

I have really discovered my hands, but I am still trying to find that thumb. It ends up in my mouth every now and then by accident, but it is still quite difficult to locate it as it hides in my little fist all the time and I have not yet figured out how to open those fingers on command

Mum thought I was eating an invisible icecream, I just think that my hands are yummy.