This is your latest achievement - pulling everything out of boxes. Each morning, after breakfast, I sit you down before the toy box and you gradually disassemble the mountain of playthings therein. You weigh most objects carefully in your hands, pound them on top of one another, put them to your mouth, and then discard with a careless ease. You are measured with your time, calculating, purposeful, as if to reach the bottom of the box were the task your entire life has been aiming toward and you in no way intend to mess this up. And I watch you slyly with pure admiration. Play truly is the work of children and you do your work well.

March 27, 2015