Emily’s Curio

My little two and a half year old boy was playing with me while I was trying to prepare a lesson on the computer. I reached out and grabbed his hands and tickled his palms. He laughed and then wrapped his arms around my arm, disabling me once again from typing. I wrapped my arm around him and hugged him, then he grabbed my hands again. I went to tickle his hand and he said,

“No, stop, stop.”

I didn’t know what he meant so I went back to typing.

He grabbed my hands again, I assumed by how he had grabbed them that he wanted to play so I went to tickle him.

“No, stop, stop.” He said. I chuckled and turned to him to ask him what he wanted. Before I could get the words out he had aligned his little fingers up along mine, as best as he could, and then spread his little hands out and interlocked our fingers together. Once that was accomplished he stood contently next to me, looking around, swinging my arm with his.
I looked at his little happy face. I felt the love in my heart grow, and then I went to pick him up and hold him in my arms, to which he replied,

” Stop, stop.” and readjusted our hands back into the intertwined lock they had been placed in before.
I can’t tell you the measure of emotion I felt at having such a sweet thing as my son standing next to me, holding my hand, as part of his days activity.