I spent part of the afternoon, sitting at my desk, looking out the big picture window, watching Taylor play on the deck. i realize that doesn’t sound all that entertaining, but for me, it was.
You see, Taylor doesn’t “play”. She has toys and stuff, she just never really plays with them. About the only toy she really plays with are balls.
But today, Taylor took her Cabbage Patch dolls and a stuffed puppy and played with them. She sat them in chairs around the outside table and put toys on the table for them. She had several of her magazines placed in front of where “everyone” was sitting.
Taylor playing today would be the equivalent of a baby taking their first steps in how emotional it was for me. At 21 years old, it looked like my daughter used her imagination for the first time. It was amazing.
And yes…I cried.