How can you even explain it. There is no reasoned way to even put it into words. She is sitting in her highchair, golden hair kind of pulled back with a ribbon, but still the hair seems to have a mind of its own. The blueberrys are all over her face,literally. Some of the blueberrys made it to the intended destination but the majority are hanging around her mouth. She is oblivious to any of it…she is focused on that last blueberry in the corner of the tray. It is hiding out there but she is determined.
At 23 months she is all action.
Uninhibited is the word that comes to mind. When did we lose the ability to be uninhibited. To fearlessly and honestly express ourselves. She is not harming a soul. She is just expressing her inner wish and simply expects the universe to fearlessly and honestly answer.
No stilted speech. No carefully phrased argument. No subtle distinction that must be deciphered with a dictionary or map. Nope. Just searching for the last blueberry on a tray. But then again…aren't we all. Some just do it better.
It is an experiment in the ageless journey.