uses them to figure things out. new toys, new books, new games. when she is sleepy, she uses them to rub those amazing eyes. when she is sad, she uses them to reach up for us. i love her hands, but i love them most when she has snuggled into my shoulder and she reaches out to me and begins to pat me with them as she is falling asleep.
as i type i am looking at those little hands that i love so very much. she has drifted off to sleep and they lay on her pillow folded so beautifully together. if i allow her to stay here in my 