She’s A Genius!

Moments ago, my 4-year-old daughter was playing with our cordless phone.  She dropped it on the kitchen floor, scattering the battery and the battery cover across the room.

"It’s okay, Mom.  I’ll fix it," she reassured me.

But after fiddling with it for a few minutes, she got frustrated and gave up. 

While I was distracted reading email, my 21-month-old daughter came along and began playing with the parts of the phone.  A few minutes later, I heard her baby voice beside me saying, "Heaw.  Heaw."

("Heaw" is her version of "here" – she says it whenever she is handing me something). 

I looked down to see her handing me the phone, completely intact.  I looked at the screen, expecting to see blankness indicating incorrect assembly.  But no.  It read:

Handset 4
50 New Calls

She had put it back together properly, a feat her 4-year-old sister couldn’t accomplish.

Clearly, she inherited her father’s superior mechanical abilities.  Whereas my 4-year-old, notsomuch.