Crazy Grandma Ichikawa bought the kids this Mickey Mouse Clubhouse puzzle. It's soft, plush, and plastic...like most Hollywood actress's lips. When you put all of the pieces together, you create a picture of Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse, Donald Duck, Daisy Duck, and Goofy. Since Andrew sleeps with a Mickey Mouse doll, Emma sleeps with a Minnie Mouse doll (and I sleep with a whore), the kids recognize the pictures on the puzzle. You can ask them to point to a specific character, and they can do it. Not only does this mean that they can correlate names to pictures, but it also means that when we visit Disneyland for the first time, we'll be spending several hundred dollars on useless merchandise like Mickey Mouse foam hands or a cryogenic chamber containing Walt Disney.
Neither of the kids are capable of putting the puzzle together on their own, so we help them. We lay the appropriate pieces on top of each other so the kids just have to push the pieces together. When they put the pieces together, we encourage them by applauding. When they can't put the pieces together, we ridicule them and throw stones at them.
I've seen Crazy Grandma Ichikawa help the kids put the puzzle together, and I've caught her occasionally trying to put the wrong pieces together. Crazy Grandma will look confused, scratch her head, and then say, "Ahhh! Stupid puzzle!" as if it was the puzzle's fault for causing her moment of disgrace. But the best part of watching Crazy Grandma mess up is seeing the kids ridicule her and throw stones at her. They're so cute at this age...
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