Oh how you have grown.
As I hear the stories you share with us I am often in disbelief that there was a time a short while ago when you could not share these thoughts with us. But now you talk for days and ask questions ( so many questions) and use your imagination. You can run and climb, help cook and read stories and so so much more.
But my favorite, how you reach for my hand and hold it tight. Whether we are walking or lying on the couch, even in the car, you reach for me.