That’s Our Sadie
Playing intently with tools from the top rack of the cheap yellow toolbox, after she finally figured out how to open it, while her doll (who Sadie recently named Dee Dee) looks on.
I kept her out of the bottom section, let her play until she was bored, then disappeared the toolbox into the closet with the house toolboxes. The yellow one is supposed to live in the trunk of the Sentra, but that may be moot now (it could also use a few additional items). The truck got the toolbag instead, stuffed full, but I moved that to the Sentra one day when I needed tools before we even got out of the driveway.
Of course, she figured out how to open the toolbox by watching me open it earlier, as I lowered the seat on her tricycle, pointing out what the tools I used were called and how I was using them. Valerie was also fascinated by the demo.
Aha! Sadie’s in a growth spurt and now I know why. I told her she still needed a couple inches height to reach the pedals, even though she can sit on the seat now.
The kid is going to be one of those who will want tools - real ones - at an absurdly young age.
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