HP did something new last night.
I was holding my daughter on my lap, getting her ready for bedtime. She reached out with her left hand and grabbed my right ring finger. This was nothing new; she’s been grabbing my hand since the day she was born. What was different is she pulled on my finger and flexed her arm.
I let her move my hand as she wished, and she flexed and relaxed her arm a time or two, and then a light seemed to turn on in her eyes and she realized she was able to make me do things. She grinned and started waving my hand back and forth, faster and faster, smiling with pride at her own strength.
I started chuckling. HP laughed with me. It was pretty great.