One afternoon, as I walked him home from school, James saw a dandelion gone to seed. From years of watching his sister, he knew what to do:
Honey, I remember when you could not hold something like a dandelion stem in your fingers. You could not lick a lollypop or blow bubbles, let alone talk and say "Look, Mommy -- I doing it!"
Right on, James. I hope you get your wishes. I am seeing some of mine come true in you, and I am so proud.
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