a-maz'-in train station...

I was gonna start some simple mazes with Bryan soon. When we came back from our shopping last Saturday, I thought this was a sure sign that he'd really enjoy solving mazes.





At first, I impatiently waited for him at the exit and hurried him no end. Then while I stood there waiting, I realised he viewed the different tiles at the basement level as a special footpath that would lead him to our exiting escalator. And of course, while he was happily trotting along his special path, he was chanting, "Aitch, Aitch... as in 'H', 'H'!" So much to learn from a child's point of view...