I love watching the faces of my nephews light up with wonder as they make new discoveries in their little world. With the afternoon sunshine streaming through our kitchen window, Jakobi realized there is somebody shadowing him, which reminded me of a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson,
My Shadow. As you can see Jakobi was having lots of fun playing with this somebody and trying to decide who it is. It didn't take him long though till he'd figured it out.
"Stick your chin out."
"As tall as I am."
"Wiggle your fingers."
"Like this"
"You still there behind me?"
"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands."
"Well, who did you think it is?"
What delightful fun!
ReplyDeleteWell it is pretty fun. It’s lovely to see how a child's mind responds to the illusion of his own shadow. Simply love the way it is... Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI love such times as this.
ReplyDeleteVery sweet!
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