One Small Ball = Balls of Fun!

My Aunt Jan has two grown boys of her own, so she knew that the key to Kyle's heart would be to get him a little red, rubber ball of his own. I've been rolling the ball to him since he was only a few weeks old, and around 1 month he really started kicking it around in his swing and in his bouncy chair, but lately he's really been into scooping it up with his fingers and gripping it tightly with his fists. It really amazes me every time I see him pick up a new skill. You wouldn't think something so simple like picking up and holding a ball could make you feel so proud. Yet it does. SO PROUD.