We had a really busy day today that culminated in a trip to the park for about an hour. After we came home and had supper, Lilly sat on my lap and, unprodded, just recounted to me the best parts of our day. Which was "you push me high on the swing."

I could've cried because everyday I ask about her day, just trying to build good social skills and vocabulary, and this just means it's really sticking.

On the other hand it means she's growing up which is not permitted.