Where did he learn to do this ? I know it 's not something I taught him , not when I remember the way I washed him when we were last together , turning him this way and that , scrubbing him like some kind of unwanted animal instead of the treasured childe he is . I toss the washcloth aside and reach for the clean towel , drying him carefully .
His eyes are wide and dazed , like he 's just discovered the secrets of the universe , and I ca n't help but smile .
Emotion: Joy