I say “must seem,” rather than “does seem,” because, of course, I have forgotten what it feels like to be that age, and to experience this condition as I have described it. Though I think that we can glimpse, if we happen to observe such a little one during their modes of investigation, while crawling about, say, on the carpet of a living room, where they come across a toy, or a blanket, or the leg of a table that they do not recognize as such, as it rises up above them in relation to them alone, and to whatever flickering mindscape might be attached to their emerging sense of self (and for which, anyway, they would not have the word ‘table,’ or ‘leg’), an expression of such purity and astonishment that I’m certain we can intuit something of what they are experiencing.