Fitting use for socks

So, little man is already developing his own set of idiosyncrasies. Maybe every child has compulsion to throw socks down stairs. Or maybe our child is just really rather a goof. Regardless, what gets me is that Finn seems to be very deliberative about the whole process. He goes to the cabinet, opens it, picks out a sock, closes the cabinet, walks briskly with purpose to the top of the stairs, tosses sock over the gate, pauses to observe, walks back with equal verve to the cabinet, picks out another sock, and repeat. It's play, for sure. But, really it's discovering. It's as if he's the first to discern motion, gravity, ballistics. And, in a sense, he is. No one's taught him these things. He's a pioneer in his own mind. And it's a hoot. What the late physicist Richard Feynman called "the pleasure of finding things out."

And he's also developing one heck of an arm in the process.



--JAC