This evening on Skype, Violet showed us and read us a long list of words she had written. She was really reading, sounding out some words and recognizing other sight words, not just reciting a memorized list. Her writing is delightfully legible. When she held her paper up to the camera, we could read every word on it.
My brain has a hard time understanding how this fat, waddling force of destruction and need turned into that accomplished little kid proudly and determinedly reading her words: hat, bat, bit, bath, sit, sad. Thankfully, my heart has better sense and no questions about how she got from point A to point B. No questions, just an overwhelming sense of wonder and gratitude. It feels good to love someone this much, even when it feels bad to have someone you love this much be far away.
Blub.
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