It all started about a month ago. One Friday night after Henry was in bed, I found a jigsaw puzzle in his "new toy" closet. I wasn't sure if he would be able to put it together or even be interested enough to try. I left the box out overnight. The next morning it was the first thing he spotted. We sat right down on the kitchen floor and put the pieces together before breakfast. I talked him through it and he patiently worked until the picture was complete. I wrongly predicted that he would need me to help each time he wanted to put the puzzle together. "What have I started?" I mumbled to myself. Still, I was happy to do the puzzle with him two more times that day. Then, shortly before bedtime, I realized that Henry had quietly pieced the puzzle together all by himself!