The Age of Reason

I'm in love with watching my son. It's funny how little ones progress, slow as inchworms yet quick as a blink, in the way they reason things out. Kostyn is now doing lots of reasoning, and it's so much fun to watch.

He's always been great at remembering things you point out to him. He's been able to point to eyes, nose, mouth, teeth, tongue, feet, toes, etc. etc., for months and months. He can do the same with all sorts of animals learned from his books, from zebras to pandas to cats, and even a couple colors, too (his favorite is red). And he's always known exactly what toy we're referring to when we ask him to go get something, or which room we mean when we say "Let's go into the kitchen!" He understands the words we're saying, and responds accordingly with an ear-to-ear grin every time.

But the gaps he's now filling in are more subtle. When I ask him where his knee is, he pats it with confidence. But the other day when I said, "Where's your other knee?" He studied the one his hand was on, hesitated, then patted his other knee.

When he's stacking blocks, he adjusts as he goes. He'll put one block on another, and then when he has yet another in his hand, he'll study the stack first, and if one seems a bit off-kilter, he'll nudge it gently toward the center so the stack will stay sturdy.

I'm not saying he's a genius, as I'm sure most other kids his age are doing similar things. It's just amazing to watch the brain develop, to see his little hands, eyes and facial expressions coordinating more and more with his mind, which grows by leaps and bounds every day.