The Puzzle

Each time we would head outside for a game of baseball this fall, Jace would tell me he needed to find his puzzle, first. I always blew it off and told him we would do puzzles later. After several days of asking, he managed to locate his wooden number puzzle, himself, and bring it out with us before I could tell him to go put it up. I watched to see what he had in mind. As you can see, he's using it as padding under his shirt to play catcher...he's a thinker, that boy!