We’ve been doing a random assortment of wooden puzzles of fewer than 100 pieces after dinner of late (with thanks to Holly for introducing us to Nautilus.)
Somehow after a lifetime of not doing puzzles he’s got me hooked on those little ones with him. If he weren’t there I would never bother but 75 pieces away from a picture of a coral reef together? When it’s so gratifying to see him having such a good time? Sure.
We’ve done those five or six little ones enough times now that we did three tonight zip zip zip. He admitted to boredom.
I called his bluff and pulled out a 500 piecer of shore and ocean. That one last edge piece is still defying us somewhere but the center has a bit of progress showing. My resistance to the idea of having to wait for the entire finished edge before filling in the center might actually be rubbing off on him.
I just finally got up and looked and exclaimed, 10:32?!
Maybe I’ll order a new little one after all.