I had taken my son to the exploratorium and as we strolled around the palace of fine arts, he stopped abruptly and crouched down. In his most excited whisper he called me over. I crouched down next to him and was immediately humbled by what I saw: he had found a caterpillar. This was so huge to me only because I couldn't for the life of me remember the last time i had seen one...I suppose I had been about his age. So of course I wondered why that was. I had plenty of theories but what seemed the most logical one was that he, at 3'3" tall, was simply closer to the ground. His perspective was quite literally different. Not just in his height, but in his thoughts about the day, life in general and a million other things, my son had such a dramatically different view of it all. What I noticed was that this changed his experiences of things. Just by looking at it differently.