Me and Max

By grete

A Curious Mind

From conception (or thereabouts :-) onwards, my children have taught me as much about everything as I have taught them.

In the beginning it was all about unconditional love.

Then, as baby started testing possibilities, it was about unconditional love as well You Reap as You Sow (Smile first, and everyone, including grumpy guard at museum, will smile back). Then, as little hands started touching, grasping, throwing, it was about unconditional love as well what to do with a bag of flour when left alone for the whole of two minutes. Then, as small, curious minds started combining language with abstract thinking, it was about unconditional love as well as asking basic philosophical/practical questions (How do we get to heaven after we die? Flying the God Rocket?)

These days its about unconditional love and why, in our society, we are over consumers (We are far too removed from the origins of production; food, clothes etc. Even wastage disposal is too easy, we have no idea. Sorting and recycling according to source material is not enough, a whole new philosophy and architecture is needed), how to keep people´s enthusiasm alive (The right ratio of known factors to the unknown, that is, routine vs. challenge) and how to make a Mac work optimally when there really is too little GB to run Aperture with photos in RAW ...

And now the time has come for a new generation of learning.

As I try to teach little man here the name of that animal running around in the park shouting bow-wow, he teaches me how to make interesting sounds from the spikes of the hair brush against the bath (in truth a cool sound, slightly mellow, like that drummer´s wire brush tool).

And then he teaches me this of course. Unconditional love.

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