By now, my youngest daughter is about 2 and a half years old... she is very eloquent, I confess that we are a very talkative family and she has absorbed that very well...
For a few days now, her most common question for everything is...
What is that, Daddy?
And if I don't answer, she asks again until I tell her something...
Most of the time, she doesn't understand the explanation she receives from my mouth because she is still small...
But she is happy listening to the name of that thing that she points to... or my attempt to explain it to her in the simplest way and with a lot of patience and thus achieve the goal of her understanding me.
I think that these little situations that for many would be tedious, the fact that at every moment they ask you
"What is that, Daddy?" are very important and that for every second that you can dedicate to the formation and teaching of that little being, something unique will be built in your memory and that you will be able to attach to the best moments of your fleeting existence.
Perhaps with the years when the cycle of life advances and if I survive this crazy world... I will be the old man who at every moment asked her
What is that, Daughter?
I am curious what her answer will be...