Hands

Is there anything a more shining example of the exquisite detail of the human body than baby hands? I love looking at Rebecca's hands. They're so expressive when she's awake, so busy when she's exploring the world, and look like a little sculpture an artist created when they're finally still when she sleeps.

It's a busy week here. I'm in a training course all week, learning the Trauma Resiliency Model. I'm so glad I took this course, because it's definitely something I will be employing with a lot of my current clients. It's also great, because it is something I can use whether I've got a long-term client that I see for many months or years or whether I'm going to only encounter them for a few minutes in a crisis intervention or triage scenario. I had kind of hoped that being in training all week would be a bit more relaxing, but no such luck with this training! We're on our feet or interacting or practicing the skills constantly. We do get out early each day though, so that's a plus!

We've noticed that Rebecca has gotten taller. I had saved a bunch of things from last fall, hoping she'd be able to wear them this fall. For awhile in the summer, I thought she would still be wearing 12-18s for length, but nope! Recent growth spurt is going to put her in 18-24s for length. Luckily, a lot of things start putting adjustable waists in at that size, so we can cinch them up as tight as possible instead of having to alter as many things.

Last night, Rebecca was not eager to fall asleep. Ramy was already in dreamland, but Rebecca and I were just chilling and talking. She started listing all the people she loves and who love her. It was so sweet, especially because as we listed them, she would insert information about each one of them. It went like this.

Rebecca: I nov Gammy.
Me: Grammy loves Rebecca too.
Rebecca: Gammy in Tissee with Spakespeer. I nov Spakespeeer too.
Me: I bet Shakespeare misses you and wishes you'd come play with him.
Rebecca: (giggle) Crazy Spakespeer. I nov Aunt Mah-get too. Aunt Mah-get no feel good.
Me: Aunt Margaret loves you too, and she is feeling better.
Rebecca: Ohhhhhh. Aunt Mimi sick too.
Me: Yeah, Aunt Mimi's sick, but she's working hard to feel better.
Rebecca: I nov Aunt Mimi too. I nov Aunt Ben-da too. And Hi-Synny [Paddington and Sydney] too.

And on it went until Rebecca started finally getting sleepy.