Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Day He Finally Got It
Yesterday Mark made a break through. We have been doing puzzles with Mark since he could hold the pieces in his chubby little patties. We do them often. He begs us too. Often. Up until yesterday his father or I put the puzzles together while Mark "supervised". He just didn't get it. His focus was more on of force and finesse. The pieces would go together. You just have to really really want it. We tried to show him that they only fit one way. And only one piece fit in each spot. But he just didn't get it. It was great fun. The frustration. The tears. The wailing. And that was just Jason and I. But yesterday was a day to end all days. He got it. There was no Ah-ha moment. He just did it. Then he got to the end of the very first puzzle he did all by himself and looked back at what he did. He was beyond proud of himself.
And then he drove an ambulance on it. Because that is just what you do, dude.
Yes, I know. He needed a haircut. His hair grows faster than anything I have ever seen. Maybe I should get him to rub heads with his sister.