Ice age children frolicked in 'giant sloth puddles' 11,000 years ago, footprints reveal
More than 11,000 years ago, young children trekking with their families through what is now White Sands National Park in New Mexico discovered the stuff of childhood dreams: muddy puddles made from the footprints of a giant ground sloth.
Few things are more enticing to a youngster than a muddy puddle. The children — likely four in all — raced and splashed through the soppy sloth trackway, leaving their own footprints stamped in the playa — a dried up lake bed. Those footprints were preserved over millennia, leaving evidence of this prehistoric caper, new research finds.
The finding shows that children living in North America during the Pleistocene epoch (2.6 million to 11,700 years ago) liked a good splash. “All kids like to play with muddy puddles, which is essentially what it is,” Matthew Bennett, a professor of environmental and geographical sciences at Bournemouth University in the U.K. who is studying the trackway, told Live Science. Read more.
I debated posting this, but I think I finally found the right words

Technoblade has always said heroes never have good endings, maybe he was right; but then again maybe this isn’t the end.
They say there are two deaths, one when your heart stops and one when your name is said for the very last time;
But the law of thermodynamics state that energy cannot die, it is merely transferred and transformed.
In either aspect Technoblades spirit goes strong .
The impact he made to this world continues with forever, his legacy lives on and so shall he. The energy and joy he put in this content remains within us.
The stone he threw continues to cause ripples in the pond that is our lives.
“humanity is inherently selfish and bad” bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a stranger’s grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. it’s an elder’s fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing, like this is what you would’ve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at your when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection
I think that Ernest and Celestine doesn’t get enough credit, mune and the owls of gahoole are really nice aswell as the secret life of arrietty. Polar express is a classic and last but not least wolf children . An honorable mention is Arthur and the minimoys which is great for a movie marathon