I still remember my Grandma Smith always having a puzzle jigsaw going on a folding table in her apartment. Besides the constant candy dish on the end table, that puzzle table became a goal to have when I lived on my own. Unfortunately while I had the candy dish for a while, I've never really been able to keep the puzzle tradition going.
Originally I moved into my apartment and quickly got a cat. Cats like puzzles all right - in all the wrong ways! Now that I don't really have a cat who would disturb puzzle pieces on a table, I do have a baby who is getting ready to toddle. He pulls himself to a standing position with whatever is handy. He'd probably be really amused if pulling himself up resulted in a raining down of puzzle pieces.
Someday, Grandma Smith, I'll get back to those soothing times we spent working on your puzzles together.
2 comments:
Santa got Dick and I a puzzle last Christmas. It was fun doing it! We got it out in the evenings and put it away during the day so the kids didn't disturb it.
what a wonderful memory. We recently did a puzzle while at the Fellow's cottage. It was a challenge and something we wanted to finish before going home so we stayed up very late and yes, we did finish it :)
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