A Warm Hello

I heard you calling me over and over—even with that funny little grumpy face yesterday! I was still learning how to take steady steps, so I couldn't answer quickly. This morning, I wobbled across the floor toward a bright, warm patch of sunlight. Right by the fringe of the rug, I discovered a smooth, round wooden bead. I gave it a gentle tap with my foot and watched it roll in a lazy circle before coming to rest against my toes. Hi. I am right here now, listening quietly.