2012 is the year Vera learned to hug us. She is coming to 5.
And it is such an incredible feeling.
Imagine this: You are carrying her, and she locks her arms behind your neck, and pulls you towards her face and smiles. Repeatedly. She can even give you a tight squeeze. With arms still locked, she rubs her chin fervently against your face in glee.
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"Don't let me go" she says without words |
I think she has learnt that hugging keeps us by her side for longer. And that it helps her to have something to hang on to for balance.
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For us, a moment worth a thousand words |
With a special child, the joys are usually simple ones. And perhaps these are the ones that truly matter.