We were walking into a store tonight, and she reached for my hand, as she almost always does. I was walking fast and did not immediately grasp it back
Her – “Daddy, hug my fingers.”
We both laughed.
Me – “Hug my fingers? I’ve never heard it put that way.”
She hadn’t consciously thought that up. It just came out. And, I guess that’s what holding hands means to her – a mini hug.
Just plain cute. I’ll remember that one forever…
“Daddy, hug my fingers.”
