2 year old's

My adorable and fascinating second cousin, O.J Reminded me how the Clown exists and how his whole body enters into his games and quests.

He spent today absorbing his surroundings and churning them back at us adults who were exhausted and amazed by the speed at which he processes life. He goes on ad 'ventures' and holidays all over the house getting in boats and flying whilst warning us of potential hot things and to stand back! later when he realises we don't have his favorite dvd, instead of getting upset he pretends to put it on and commands us all to stand back and watch it in a very theatrical way without an ounce of disbelief and full of the pleasure of watching the real thing. He is a constant generator of games, often the same ones played as if he had just discovered them. The pleasure to play is instant. We ask him to sing incy wincy spider and he does so whilst drinking his juice, the proposition of this game gets an instant response and there is no time or thought to stop the first activity. Every moment is so complete and alive and responsive it's no wonder they get tired and eventually cry, which he didn't do this time!. He has the room transfixed in whatever he does, we are so far removed from his freedom we sit in awe. We ask him to shut the door and put the coaster down on the table 'carefully' and his body transforms as he commits his full troupe of muscles and a gallon of his angelic grace to this task, on completion he instantly looks to us to punctuate the end and receive his praise. It's the lack of judgement that strikes me the most, as he plays and talks he discovers life giving most things an equal level of importance.

When asked what his new baby brother was going to be called he replied Umpa Lumpa,  so if O.J was in charge Umpa Lumpa Robinson would be the next baby of the family which I think is brilliant.  

wow my hip just completely ceased up and I was paralysed just as I was thinking about how Feldenkris said the most complex thing we do as humans is learn to stand up, we'll thats certainly true for me! where's the glucosamine when you need it.

How is it that my 60 year old uncle can run 3 times a week, faster than me, do no stretches and feel fine. How does that work? Feldenkris, Le Coq, anyone?
I'll ask O.J i'm sure he'll fire back a pearl of wisdom he has stored in his sponge like brain that will put me and my silly blog to shame.