P is for Pockets

I love it when kids discover their pockets. Pudgy little hands suddenly with the dexterity to squish themselves into such a small space. Seeing Olivia with her hands in her pockets, watching the rain, makes her look contemplative, just that bit more grown up. And no one would even have to know about the typical toddler tantrum that followed when I wouldn't let her go out and play in the rain and mud.