Trusting naturalness

The other day something that Pao, my second little three-year-old boy did, captured my attention: They were playing with popsicle sticks forming shapes. After a while he showed me what he’d done and the sticks were arranged like letters, but nonsense. And he told me: “Look mama, it says Indiana Jones. Here I have an “M”… and if I put it at the beginning, then it would say: Mindiana Jones!”