The plan, according to the baby.
Our little love has her own answer for the ‘What’s the plan?’ question.
At 10 months old she is obsessed with moving objects (books, remote controls, dirty laundry, wooden fish, plastic fish…) from one place to another and back again. This ‘work’ can sometimes last for 20 minutes at a time and shouldn’t be interrupted at any cost, especially not with the tickling of toes, blowing of raspberries on the belly or any other tactic to make her laugh.
Maybe this is just a developmental phase, but I wonder if it is also her attempt to somehow order the disorder outside. And watching her deep concentration and the determination etched on her face I am comforted by her grand plan to put everything in its rightful place.