Habits

I like watching her settle into sleep. When she a little girl, she had this habit of keeping her arm outside of the blanket until it got really cold. Then she would rub her face against the cold skin and suck her thumb. Funny thing, she still does it. Well, minus the thumb sucking. What is it about the feeling of cold skin against her face that soothes and quiets the chatter in her brain so she can sleep? I guess we all have quirky things that settle us down that no one would ever know about unless someone like me was watching from a perch outside of the bedroom window. Oh geez, when I say it like that I sound like a creeper with big peepers. I’m not. I swear.