Sometimes I wish I could see the world through Cee’s eyes and hear it through her ears. This morning as B added the sugar and cream to his coffee, the ting ting ting of the spoon hitting against the sides of his mug created enough of a groove for Cee to start dancing. She set her legs apart, bent her knees, and pushed her arms out for the duration of his coffee prep. Then she walked off as if nothing had happened and tried to climb the bookcase in our room.
Practical activities for a Monday morning.
O to be a toddler, where music is everywhere and bookcases are mountains. It’s a big world, and there are little treasures and mysteries hidden everywhere if we only stop to listen. My advice is to get a year-and-a-half year old guide to help you find them. The youth have a pulse on the frequencies of the Universe.