Getting Bigger
One of the great pleasures of Molly’s life is the knowing that she is going to be able to do more. She lets everyone know that she is getting bigger every day. And with this inevitable bigness, will come the abilities to ride a bike, know all the words to all the songs, read, touch the ceiling, fly, do flips, carry her own things, cook foods, have gum, and so much more. She knows that she is getting bigger and these future happinesses are just out there waiting for her and it brings her almost constant joy. The other night I thought she was asleep when she cried out for me. She wasn’t upset, but just felt the need to tell me that she could already jump because she has to feet, but she doesn’t know how to hop yet. And that she will know how to hop when she gets a little bit bigger. And she was so happy saying this, in the special way that her voice goes up higher and higher as goes gets to the end. It’s it too bad that this type of positive anticipation doesn’t last fore