Constructiveness

This evening Quinn made up a new game. Bec & I are both exhausted tonight after our return train trip from Nova Scotia with Quinn. It all went well but it took a lot out of us. I was in the kitchen doing something or other, and Bec was in the living room with Quinn. I heard her cheering him on through some game, and then heard "this game is great now that you've learned to pick it up yourself". I looked into the living room, and there was Bec flaked out on the couch while Quinn alternately earnestly struggled his blue sweater to the top of the ottoman, and then triumphantly flung it onto the floor to the great cheers of his mommy.

Previously he has enjoyed the game of pulling stuff off of the ottoman and throwing it on the floor as we pick it up repeatedly. Today was the first time he did the constructive part of the activity as well as the destructive part. He also assembled two of the megablocks he got for Christmas for the first time today. He still is rather insistent that every single one of his plentiful books be strewn all over the floor immediately after we stack them back up, but the sweater game is (hopefully) an important first step.