We were out and about on Saturday, visiting petit Monsieur L up in West Hampstead (Mister G's gestation mirror twin - born nine months to the day after him).
Mister G loves his poking finger right now - it's good for putting in my mouth or up my nose, testing the feely bits in textured books and, best of all, poking switches and buttons all over town. With varying degrees of accuracy, but never anything other than a single index finger extended with delicate and conscious precision.
We wash a lot of hands.
instagram pics @unfounddoor