Yesterday. I carried up Elliot from the Garden PreSchool to the car in the parking lot. He pointed at something on the ground, at a distance and kept saying “Eight! Eight! Eight!”.
I looked in the direction he was pointing and did not see anything. But he kept persisting, “Eight! Eight! Eight!”. So I looked again and saw this overturned Lego piece. I was about to say, “Oh, that’s just a Lego piece” when I realized that it is in fact also the figure eight.
I love moments where my child can show me the world in a different light, a light I’d never seen before. Maxi did that for me a lot, too.
