Little Brother has been really into puzzles lately. He will do the same jigsaw puzzles over and over. Yesterday, my parents came to visit and Mom brought along a few puzzles that she had in her house. One of them was a foam-rubber puzzle of a helicopter, and had probably originally belonged to Big Brother.
He’s put together that helicopter at least three times this morning, and just now when he put in the last piece, he stood the puzzle on one end and asked TheDad and me if one of us could hold it up.
“Just lean it on the leg of the coffee table,” we told him, figuring that he wanted to display his work.
“No, that won’t work! I need to use it for a hurdle,” was his reply.