I have come to the conclusion that babies are born dirty hippies. Gasp! Yeah, I said it. What, did you think babies came out of the womb with reading glasses, an old suit, and a desire to increase their 401K?
They love to be naked. Not just love, but will take their clothes off at any given moment and run around screaming in delight.
They love to play in the dirt, mud, anything messy will do. I mean you can do with so much with dirt. You can eat it. Rub it all over your clothes. Get it wet and jump in it. Throw it at people. Come to think of it, when was the last time you had a good mud wrestling competition. I know it has been too long.
Arts and Crafts are the high point of their day. Crafts, glue, glitter, paint, and self expression. Oh the self expression.
They love animals. Big animals, small animals, fluffy animals, pretty much all animals. They are just so cuddly. Can’t we save them all.
They make music with non musical instruments. Pots and pans, wooden spoons, sticks, or maybe a box. They simply feel the music within them always. Sure they will use an instrument if one is around, but when the music is in your soul, you just have to let it out.
*images from google image*
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