ISH's Sweet Little Fingers

Fingers that are still little. While the rest of him gets a little thinner and little more boy-like, a little less preschool- his fingers still are young. I took the time to breathe in the sight of his hands, his fingers this morning. The little fingers that stretched across LK when ISH crawled in bed to say good morning and then sleepily curled back around Blankety, who had accompanied him into our bed. And I felt unexplainably grateful for each little one of them.