Do you ever just stand (or sit) and watch your child play? Like really, truly, and intensely watch him/her? I find myself doing that more and more these days because each time I do, I'm amazed. The things G is learning by playing awes me. You can tell SO much about the type of person he is and is becoming even though he's a mere 16 months. It's incredible.
He's independent
... as much as a 16 month can be, that is
He's organized
He's fastidious about cups, bottles, and anything of the like.
They must all be properly stood up, not to be lying down.
He's strong
Both physically and mentally
He's curious
He's creative
He's my sweet baby little boy
and I love him so much.
It's a wonderful thing; a child's mind.
A special gift that we as adults need to enter in to at various points during our day.
Children see the world differently; children see the world as a good, pure place.
They play, all day, everyday. For them, playing is learning
They learn how things work
Where things belong
... or where, in their minds, they believe they belong.
Because everything has a place.
And for a child, that place may not be the same one you or I may think of,
but some place better...
some place only a child would imagine.
Some place that requires ingenuity.
Some place fun.
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