Analysis of Glacial stream of life.

Souls crossed into their living three month old bodies for it was time for their vision to change like nestlings leaving their comfort for the very first time from the hershyle angels arms.
Each one tailored to suit their tiny souls and their days of learning began.
And they waved their tiny hands and riggled their tiny toes, kicked their legs until they rocked over, crawled to their grandparents climbed up their legs and walked to their mothers and their father's toddling their way into a jump and running towards life full focus and falling for the umpteenth time.