The path of childhood is marked by milestones, some bigger and some smaller. There are the obvious ones like first steps, the first day of school, and the first tooth to fall out. I keep a mental list of these milestones as a sort of guide that my kids and I are on the right track with everything progressing in a healthy way. It's not a deliberate checklist that I planned. More like just a sense of what's ahead and what to expect.
Sometimes, though, the milestones are smaller, perhaps less celebrated, and unexpected. And yet they can stop me in my tracks and tug at my heart.