First hands...and now feet!

So I thought it was pretty amazing when I realized I had hands. I mean, I always knew I had them, but it was only a couple of weeks ago that I realized that they actually had a purpose. Imagine, all that time I spent laying on my back and staring at the toys that mom & dad hang over my head, I could have been reaching out and touching them. Well now that I know that I can control my hands, I'm working on getting a handle on the little things on the end (I think dad called them fingers). I'm getting better every day at grabbing things and making them move. And I've mastered the art of shoving my entire fist in my mouth, bet you're jealous, huh?

Anyhow, I definitely know that I like my hands, but yesterday I discovered something else that I have a feeling I am going to be pretty into: FEET. Have you guys seen these things? At first, they seem pretty useless. They don't go in as many directions as hands, and the things on the end (I heard a rumor they're call toes) are way too short to be of any use to me. But, they do seem to be much stronger than hands. When I sit in my swing, I can use them to push the tray way up in the air. I also have a hunch that feet taste good, not sure why, just a feeling I have. So I'm working on getting them in my mouth; I'll let you know when that happens.