Think about being a baby just discovering that you can go places, make choices, instigate actions that bring about a host of fascinating consequences. Like the simple act of tilting a sippy cup up to your lips and letting the water inside cascade down your chin. Or retrieving the cylindrical blue block that has escaped your grasp and rolled away; removing your own shoe and banging it Khrushchev-style on the floor; scrambling madly toward the tangle of wires under the shelves and watching Mama dive to divert your course.
Imagine being such a baby's mother and watching him approach the toy box, peek over its edge, climb onto knees to get a better view and pick out a book (wise boy). Imagine the good fortune to have the camera close at hand, and the wild luck to capture what happened next.
What a lot that mama has to be thankful for.
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