Your hands tell so much about you, always moving, pouring, touching, grasping, carrying, touching. In your hands, I see your curiosity. I watch as you explore the water in the sensory table or figure out what happens when two paintbrushes swirl together at the easel. Those small muscles are getting stronger each day. Now you can put on your jacket or open your bag. Bit by bit, your hands are learning to hold a pencil and make the lines and shapes that will one day become letters.
This is important hand work.