I have been trying to clean my massive piles of nothingness in an attempt to find the actual desk that houses it all...and I found a library dvd from who knows when.
Not wanting to get sidetracked from organizing the piles, making freezer pops, surfing the web and doing laundry all while recuperating from my hernia repair surgery--- I decided Amelia could walk to the library alone to return the dvd.
I did not doubt that she could independently return the dvd.
What does concern me is what little wheels are now turning in her head. She knows where the library is and was fine. What next? The store up the street? She did try to walk up there once many years ago, barefoot and with a dollar in her hand.
Hopefully she will not suddenly feel liberated, and will work with me on this newfound big-girlness. I think I will send her to the library again sometime when it is open, so she can check out a dvd.
For now, she is content playing with the blocks on the floor.
God is good!