Of Jigsaws and Biscuits

Auri absolutely loves jigsaws. At bedtime, she will often decide to take a block puzzle or jigsaw puzzle to bed with her. One night, she must have completed the same jigsaw at least seven times before falling asleep, the wooden pieces dotted around her.

This afternoon, I watched her complete another favourite jigsaw, and I noticed that when she picks up a piece which doesn’t fit, she physically shrugs, palms upwards, and shakes her head, before returning it to the pile and choosing another piece. “No, not that one” she’ll sometimes whisper under her breath. Or, increasingly, “Oh, biscuits!”