You won't believe this. I couldn't believe my eyes.
First Sweet M held and cuddled an Applehead Chihuahua pup and then she played fetch with an enormous Chesapeake Bay retriever . . . . this from the child who was so terrified of dogs less than two years ago that we used to have to cross the street in our New York neighborhood when anyone was walking a dog.
As some kids were roasting marshmallows over a bonfire, Sweet M was tossing a stick into the bay and coaxing the enormous retriever . . . Through the darkness you could hear her . . . "Come-on boy, you can do it, go go, get it boy."
Ohmygod. For the parents of most nine-year-olds this would probably not be a noteworthy event, but for us, this was groundbreaking . . .
The occasion was a family reunion — a reunion of about half of the thirty-or-so cousins on my extensive extended paternal side of the family tree — held at the lovely home of one of my cousins on the Maryland shore. The great irony is that in the group photo from the event the child who had never touched a dog before is pictured as though cuddling the Chihuahua was commonplace for her.
I am stunned. Is this a by-product of Brain Engineering? Or is she just growing up? I'm inclined to think it's a Brain Engineering effect. Wow.