It’s no reach to state that our daughter’s been reaching for our ears for nearly as long as she’s been alive. When she was younger, she’d rub so vigorously the ears of the person lying closest to her during naps or nighttime that blistered lobes became commonplace. We’ve never set out to wean Olivia of this practice completely (she obviously establishes and re-establishes a sense of security from it), but mercifully, the ear-rubbing sessions have been significantly shortened. Nowadays, she’ll ask to rub our ears for a minute max, or she’ll go in for the quick let-me-check-to-see-that-your-ear-is-still-on-the-side-of-your-head move (as pictured above).
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