Obsessions

The Lone Star Baby, who generally cannot go even a few minutes without needing me to pick her up/nurse her/walk with her, is showing signs that a real attention span may be on the horizon. Last week, at La Leche League - Corpus Christi's World Breastfeeding Week Breastfeeding Celebration and Baby Fair, she played with a water table full of little rubber duckies for at least an hour an a half. Last night when she was feeling kind of yucky and I was trying to find something to make her happy, I let her play with a box of tissues (Ramona and Willa Jean, anyone?) and she took them out of the box, shredded them and put them back in the box over and over in my lap for a good two hours, perfectly content. I am not kidding.