A Little Line

I squealed in delight like a small child, clapping my hands and cheering!  In an instant it bubbled up in my throat and spilled forth of its own volition.  Why?  He drew a line!  A line from on point to another, WITHOUT help!  At three years, eight months old, he finally did it - and it has taken session after session of therapy for Cerebral Palsy to get him here.  It made me feel better about my outburst to realize that his therapist has a similar response.

And so, I'm reminded that it is the simplest things - the little lines - that matter.  The one on one time sitting with him, showing him how to use his fine motor skills.  Patiently tapping down my irritation and desire to do it myself, to move faster.

I've been working with him on the iPad in quiet moments.  There are dozens of apps that are free for download to help with fine motor skills.  I'm thankful that he loves them.