Today we went to the Natural History Museum to see the new "human origins" exhibit.
There was a floor sculpture of a "2-year-old Neanderthal", just exactly Little One's size.
She walked up and faced him, swaying side to side with Her hands clasped behind Her. Looking. She stepped in closer. At first She drew a few "awww"s from the museum staff, and then a small crowd of onlookers started watching. She looked closely at Neanderthal.
And then Her eyes lit up and She pointed- "nose." Then touched Her own nose.
"Mows". Touched Her mouth.
"Eye!" and pointed to Her eyes, and mine. "Daddy! Eye!" We all have eyes.
She got right into its face and scrutinized.
"Ear!" She looked at the crowd excitedly, pulling on Her earlobes too.
She went on. We all had feet. Arms. Belly button!
After discovering all the similarities Neanderthal shared with Her, She stood up and pronounced, "Baby! Awwww." And gave him a long, tight hug. She walked around to the other side, and gave him another hug, a pat on the back, and a kiss. "Baby".
That's right, Little One. That boxy, hairy, naked extinct creature is a baby. Just like you. He has eyes and ears and toes, just like us. And he doesn't seem to mind a good hug.
What if we all responded to meeting others who are different from us by searching for commonalities and reaching out to them? Somehow in that crowded exhibition hall, I think that the toddler and the Neanderthal were the wisest of us all.
This anthropologist just fell in love with your daughter! What a sweet experience!!!
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