She'll hold it out at arm's length, bring it up close, wave it, hand it to somebody. Her attention is right there with it. There is no separation, really, between what she sees and who she is. She is in the present, discovering. She is her world.
Children are forgiveness.
And within two minutes, all is forgiven. He is outside in the sand box playing with the person that he was so upset with as if nothing had happened. And nothing did in his reality. Everything has been totally forgotten and forgiven and he is with the other child totally in the present, not carrying any ill thoughts or regrets - just there. We all were.