Curious about curiosity
|So that's what a triangle is!|
She is not content until she figures out what something is, or at least that's what it seems like. Since The Kid speaks more Wookie than she does English or Spanish, I'm not quite sure what she is thinking when she spends time studying things but I am darn sure it is fun to watch.
We've spent considerable time rubbing the decals on the wall above her changing table, noticing the difference in texture between the decal and the wall. The baby in the mirror provides for countless hours of mirth, even though she can't figure out why the baby doesn't follow her when she goes around the corner. Toes are fascinating too, especially Papa's. So are baby wipes, spoons and dog toys.
The wonder in her eyes is priceless when she sees something for the first time. While I know Gladys and I could do without her putting everything in her mouth, watching her progress through her process to figure things out is fun to watch. She has a natural curiosity about everything, which is a gift I hope The Kid never loses.
And that's why I titled my post "Curious about curiosity." I am curious about it. When do we lose that fascination with how things work? Why do we lose it? Can we get it back? What would my world be like if I just took a little more time myself to wonder why? How do I make sure she stays curious as long as possible?