Got More Lego For My Son, 3

I took my son, 3, to the toy store today. Usually, it pretty much becomes a playground where he plays with various toys in different sections of the shop. But, today, he grabbed a box of Lego and said, "It's on sale! Want to get it?" I looked at the signs and after a closer inspection I saw, sure enough, it really was on sale. He must have picked up that expression in conversations, because I never taught him that. The box said 4-7. I thought good, I won't let him put any pieces in his mouth and swallow them.

Anyway, when we got them home and opened up the box, I was pretty shocked to discover how weensy pieces were and how elaborate the designs were. I actually found it hard to put some of the smaller pieces together. We started making a windmill, which was the simplest design. Before we got far, I got a phone call and had to attend to something. So, while he was momentarily distracted by a video, I hid the pieces and put them high up in my closet, since I didn't want to leave him alone with pieces that could be a choking hazard. My son said, "Please be fast, Daddy. We've got to build things!"

After I finished taking care of that matter, I went straight to the closet, and saw a chair placed there and the Lego pieces gone. I returned to my office to see my son playing with a Lego helicopter, not the windmill. I said, "Great! Mommy helped you build a helicopter!" He shook his head, "Mommy didn't help me build this."

I showed him the words on the box, "'4 to 7 years old'. You're not allowed to build these things until you're four." He laughed and replied, "That's not what it means, Daddy. It means that our fingers are small enough to put these little pieces together."