April 21 2008
Tonight we allowed the 4 year old to stay up after the usual bed time in order to watch Sir David Attenborough’s documentary “Life in Cold Blood” in which he asks how amphibians first managed to invade the land, by examining frogs and salamanders from all over the world. Our boy was as fascinating to watch as the program itself.
There really is something exquisitely beautiful in viewing the natural world through the eyes of a child. The marvelling we experience as adults is infected by the years of accumulated knowledge, no matter how minute, which predisposes us to a level of acceptance of “how life just is” that a child is yet to possess.
The exclamations of wonder from our boy were simply magic. Towards the end of the program when his head was lying on my lap, I asked if he was still awake and watching the TV. He replied “yes…but I’ve only got one eye open”. He was soon after in bed and before drifting off to sleep with my lullaby, he declared that while he thought frogs were amazing, he would still prefer to have chickens (as pets) because we can eat their eggs and we cant eat frogs eggs.
Tonight we allowed the 4 year old to stay up after the usual bed time in order to watch Sir David Attenborough’s documentary “Life in Cold Blood” in which he asks how amphibians first managed to invade the land, by examining frogs and salamanders from all over the world. Our boy was as fascinating to watch as the program itself.
There really is something exquisitely beautiful in viewing the natural world through the eyes of a child. The marvelling we experience as adults is infected by the years of accumulated knowledge, no matter how minute, which predisposes us to a level of acceptance of “how life just is” that a child is yet to possess.
The exclamations of wonder from our boy were simply magic. Towards the end of the program when his head was lying on my lap, I asked if he was still awake and watching the TV. He replied “yes…but I’ve only got one eye open”. He was soon after in bed and before drifting off to sleep with my lullaby, he declared that while he thought frogs were amazing, he would still prefer to have chickens (as pets) because we can eat their eggs and we cant eat frogs eggs.
2 comments:
Aren't our little sproglets gorgeous.
Dionne, I love your blog, as someone who shares the title of mummy it it is interesting to read as a mother and as a friend. I love the way you write, thanks for the window into your lovely world. A.L. NZ
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