Amaya's hand went through a growth spurt. One day I'm holding onto a hand that fits almost entirely within my grasp, and yesterday I notice that her fingers actually wrap around to the back of my hand. It feels way more like hand holding than before. Before it was like baby dragging. I think she likes holding hands better now, too.
The other night we were in our house and I could hear distant sounds of a show being watched at Pam's. I couldn't tell what it was and was just ignoring it. She perked up her little ears and said, "I think they're watching Colbert."
She was right.
This morning when I dropped her at pre-school (YES! I know it's a furlough day, and I feel entirely guilty, but I do have tons of work to do and I plan on picking her up early, and yes, I know I'm blogging right now but I'm going to stop the second I'm done with this...) she had me lean down and said, "Mom? Can you give me a favor?" I said, "A favor? Do you know what a favor is?"
She said, "Yes. Can you give me a favor? I want a goody when I get home after pre-school."
I think her skills at workin' it are only getting better.