a little ladybug

Oh my dear girl this moment.  I was busy clearing dishes, your brother outside in the snow.  I left you to play on your own.  That is when the magic happens.  I saw you on the floor.  And I snuck over to see what wonder you saw.  A little bug, a little creature, a new feeling.  You weren’t scared, I didn’t yell “gross” and you let him crawl in your fingers, on your legs, back to the floor.  Until the moment he stopped moving and you showed me a sad face.  But you got up and were so proud of your time.  You learned in that moment.  I didn’t teach it.  You learned it.