Everything Has Its Proper Place

Katie broke up the monotony of a work project today with an email account of the following Elliott story.

Katie was busy tending to laundry directly across the hall from Elliott's room. She left him in his room content reading his books. After a short time, he came to the door with one of his bedtime books in an obvious attempt to get his mama's attention. When she granted his request, he looked at his book and said "night night". He then turned and walked back into the room. When Katie went to see what he was up to, she discovered him tossing the book, along with all of his other bedtime books that are neatly kept in a basket, over the side of his crib creating a blanket of nighttime reading material on top of his mattress. She quickly grabbed the camera to take a picture of his project, unaware at the time what he was really up to.

She was preparing to leave the room to send me a copy of the picture along with an update of Elliott's activities, when he insistently grabbed the emptied basket in an effort to bring it along. Katie gave him the OK. When they reached our living room cluttered with Elliott's toys, the motive of his actions became clear. He sat the basket down, grabbed his big orange basketball and placed it in the basket, much like one might rescue a fallen baby bird and safely return it to its nest. He sported a heroic look on his face, somehow aware that bedtime books were now in the bed and the basketball was now in the basket.

He proudly shot his mama a permissive look to carry on her day - that all was now well in Elliott's world. A world that is often fascinating to watch.