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When my friends were in town from Australia, I had the pleasure of meeting their darling little one-year-old girl, Alfie, for the first time. We all went to the park to play and I followed Alfie around to make sure she didnít get into any trouble.
Kids are pretty much completely different from grownups. She climbed up the stairs and when she got to the top, she turned around and went back down. And when she got to the bottom, she went back up to the top.
She walked toward a springy horse and I thought it might be a bit too tall for her to manage to straddle. She must have had the same thought because she didnít go for the saddle, she put her feet in the stirrups from the front and rode the horse backwards off into the sunrise.
She saw a puddle and walked into it. Then she stomped on it. Then she reached down and squeezed some mud through her fist. She was just being, and being is exploring.
At one point, thinking that I was being silly, I plucked some grass and put it on her head. I thought she might react by putting some on mine. But because adult silly is only kid normal, she just put even more grass on her head. That made my brain smile.
Those are some of the lessons I learned from Alfie the one year old.
Be brave. Brave enough to grab the mud. Brave enough to get to the top and come back down. Be brave enough to climb.