I will tug at my ear, pull on my hair, and squirm a little. I also look up and to the left, where there happens to be a print on the wall. I joked with T once that I could recreate that print from memory at this point. She replied that she always looks at the one on the other wall. I told her that we should switch the prints so that we'd have something different to look at. They haven't been switched, but it did make her laugh.