Tiny Hands

It is sad that tiny hands are now associated with Donald Trump’s obsession with penis size. But I’m working to change that with this these pictures of Boo Boo’s tiny hands. Boo Boo’s tiny hands bring so much joy. He discovered his hands at around two months and they’ve been in action ever since. They were his first chew toys, and now they serve as creators and destroyers of worlds.

They are succulent and squishy. They are concurrently up to no good and improbably sweet. And so, so messy. Raiders of the spice rack, smearers of peanut butter, and pounders of the walls and windows. Always trying to reach the mess between his butt cheeks, always pointing. Pointing at my belly button, the light fixture, his food, the hole in my pants or the mole on my nose.

They are hands that are learning to share and to do gentle touches; hands he uses to hug my neck and hold my hand.