My grandson is very curious, as are most two year olds. He’s also very smart. He likes to figure out how things work, which is good but not always good!
He loves anything with lights on it and every time he sees a light he points and shouts out “da light”. He has, ever since I can remember, been fascinated with lights. All lights. Colored lights. White lights. Big lights. Small lights. He loves flashlights. As of about four months ago, every time he gets a flashlight in his hands, he opens it up, takes out the batteries, the bulb, and anything else he can take off of it! So now there are a gazillion flashlight pieces all over my house and his!
He also loves ink pens. He loves to draw (scribble). In the carseat, he asks for “ABC” which means he wants to write. So he gets an ink pen and paper. We have a variety of small notepads, small enough for his little hands. He loves having his own notepad. It hasn’t been a problem until today. I thought it would be a treat to let him play with my new four color ink pen. He loved it. However, I should have known it was trouble when I spotted him pushing each button while looking at the actual ink part of the pen going in and out of the tube. Now I have the pen in about ten pieces. He took the whole thing apart and handed me the four ink chambers, the little thing you push in and out, the tube parts, the clip part, and THREE springs. Not four springs for the four colors. Only three. So now I can’t put it back together again.
Whatever he gets, he checks out very carefully. You can almost see the wheels turning as he is figuring out how it works.
Today, as I searched for the fouth ink pen spring, I asked him “Are you a destructo monster?” His answer, “Yah.” And he says it with a big smile then kisses me.
I guess I don’t have to mention that he’s also a charmer.
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