Fingers stretch open, with touches she explores. First awkward, then delicate, she finds her world. I feel with wonder her warm, soft palms on my skin. Proudly clutching her prize, she climbs into my lap to play. Now on two feet, she is free to experience at will.
Clever fingers tickle the unknown.
All textures, temperatures, weights, and shapes attract her. Invented by a mere adult, safety devices stand little chance against Hannah's incredible tools. They have come so far. So far to go. I am humbled by the past and awed by the future, the promise of Hannah's hands.