Perspective comes with time. And with having kids.
My boy is at the age (two and a bit) when he is starting to ask me what everything is. We ride by a excavator scoop and he asks and I explain. Then we see a dump truck, he asks and I explain. Then he sees a scratch on a drawing in one of the books I read him, and I’m not sure what to explain. It’s just a scratch. Not everything is something super important, or even meant to be there. He just stares intently at the scratch.
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