I just read an article about recent research indicating that the altruistic impulse emerges as early as 18 months. As the hopelessly smitten godmother of a beautiful toddler, I could have told them that. Since before she turned one, she has been in the habit of giving us her bottles, her "babies" and anything else nice that makes her happy, and in her sweet little mind, would obviously make us happy too. She's kind to her doggies, she laughs and smiles at everything, she trustingly lifts her arms to us to be picked up.
Maybe the world makes people hard and ugly later on, but I know, as plain truth, that at least some people are born good.
Why am I so sunny and optimistic today? Shame on you! You should be asking why so often I am not.
The sun is up, the sky is blue, it's beautiful, and so are you.