Knowing that Greysen is in the “why?” stage, I did a quick search on the farm that we would be visiting with friends. I quickly learned the names of the animals we would see, and memorized a few key facts, so that I could carry on a conversation with her should she be interested.
We set out to the farm, thinking that I was fully prepared to respond to potential questions.
Unexpectedly, the questions never came.
What Greysen wanted was not answers, but connection.
She and her sister spent their time on the farm feeding the animals, gathering hay from the bales, and bravely holding carrots up to the horses. They didn’t learn anything about fainting goats or Navajo-Churro sheep that day, but maybe they learned something about themselves.
I was reminded that anyone, including little ones, is capable of helping others, some much larger than themselves.