Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Thinking Spot

One of the best things about our new home is that the windows facing the street are right at toddler level.  We actually gave Miles the master bedroom partially for this reason.*  He loves to stand at the window (especially in the living room, like he is here, where there are fewer distractions), and just stare.  He loves when the school bus drops off the kids in the afternoon - right across the street.  He waits on trash day for the garbage truck to come by.  He watches the people walking their dogs, the cars zooming past, and the kids riding bikes.

And all the while, he looks like he does in this picture.  Thoughtful.  Distant, yet aware.  I like to think of this as his own personal thinking spot.  A place where his little toddler mind can soak up the sights and sounds of our neighborhood.  A quiet, pleasant spot where his brain can process all of the myriad information that has inundated him throughout the day.

Occasionally, he will point things out to me, or tell me about what he sees. "Mom-mom! Dog!" or "Cooo Bus!". Most times, though, he simply stands there, leaning on the window, contemplating the world.

*The other reason was that all of his stuff wouldn't have fit in the other bedroom.

1 comment:

  1. My favorite part of the morning are the days he's already up and staring out his bedroom window when I leave for work.

    I wave at him as I get in the car, he'll wave back at me, then return to watching the cars drive past. My days seem a lot better if I get to wave at him in the mornings.