Today, our little “organizing king” was on duty.
One by one, they pulled out red and yellow cylinder blocks and set up their own mini construction site.
“This goes here!” they declared, popping each one into the box. The look of pure concentration on their face was so funny, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Then suddenly, the game transformed into a pretend kitchen! When I said, “Mommy is a restaurant customer,”
my child turned the cylinders into a “hamburger” and handed it over with, “Eat it while it’s warm~.”
They lined up the blocks by size, then changed the rules—“No, you go with your yellow friend!”—and rearranged them by color.
It was such a flexible game, with rules changing several times a day. The floor may have turned into block heaven, but the laughter and joy we shared were priceless.