Today I am letting a two year old plan my day.
Here are some of the things we might do.
If we feel like it. We are equally likely to not do them.
It’s just bubbles of possibility.
Some of the things we might do!
Get food all over our faces.
Stick toes in places that toes might go.
Look between our legs and be upside down. Upside down!
Sticky kisses on the insides of our elbows.
Stick our noses into the palms of our hands and be fascinated by that.
Blink. Cry. Laugh. Wave to the mailman.
Pick things up and then drop them.
Be all wet in the bath. With a duck.
Make a mess.
Laugh some more.
Say NO NO NO NO NO NO NO and ME ME ME ME ME ME and MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE.
Hold onto someone’s leg.
Here’s the thing, which you probably already figured out.
There is no two-year old.
It’s just me. And Selma the duck.
I suck so much at days off that I need a theme to practice with. Hiro suggested that I throw myself an Upside Down Day. Which is a wonderful idea.
And this is how I’m playing today.
I am TWO! I am curious about the world. I am loud. I am unapologetic. I might nap and I might not. I have sticky fingers and I like being alive.
Today I am going to try to remember how to do that.
Play! And the comment zen blanket fort.
The usual. We all have our stuff. We’re all working on our stuff. It’s a process.
The important thing is not one technique versus another, but the approach.
If you would like to play, yay!
You can approach something like a two year old might today. Or a tree. Or a pirate.
Or invent your own experiment.
Everyone gets to have their own experience, and we don’t give unsolicited advice. Sparklepoints and macaroni for everyone. Kisses to the commenter mice, the Beloved Lurkers and everyone who reads.