On the floor

Today when I was about to help Benjamin to brush his teeth, he suddenly got down on the floor and didn’t want to get up. He lied on his back, and I wanted him to get up so we could finish our business in the bathroom. He refused. ”No! It’s comfortable!” So I got down on the floor with him. I shared perspective with him. He said to me: ”Good. Now we can ponder together.” So we did.

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