When we visited Oregon last November, we spent some time with Cole's great-grandma Margie. While Dave tinkered with her computer, Cole had to entertain himself in the small space as running around wasn't an option. I had brought some coloring books and he had Dave's IPAD but he keyed in on Margie's egg timer about five minutes after our arrival. As the crinkle of paper and the fascination of boxes are captivating to babies and toddlers, the distinct tick of the egg timer followed by its bellowing ring kept Cole's attention. After about 20 minutes of listening to it, Dave and I wanted to make it cease its "noise" however Cole had a different perspective. He has become quite the brilliant negotiator when attempting to make an argument for himself and after several requests from us to do something else followed by a more stern "that's enough!", Cole without a moment's hesitation says "but I'm learning how to count down my numbers" with a confidence in his voice. Indeed as the timer moved each minute, he would state the number it was on and then state the number that was coming up. Egg timers only show five minute intervals so he was having to think about the numbers in-between.
He continued to mention the egg timer once we came home and so I put it on my list to find as I thought it would be fun for him for specific activities such as brushing his teeth. I had trouble finding one as they have been replaced by digital versions. I even searched at SuperTarget which typically has everything and asked an associate thinking possibly it might be located elsewhere than in the kitchen area. "No, we don't carry those" she stated as Cole's face grimaced in frustration.
I figured I could order one on Amazon but got caught up in the course of life and just hadn't gotten around to it. One random afternoon, while picking up groceries at SuperTarget, Cole excitedly bursts out "Mom, mom, look!". There at the end of an aisle in the baking section hung a row of egg timers. The look on Cole's face was if we just saw a monster truck in produce. "Can we get one!?" he asked having already picked one out, tenuously ready to toss it in the cart. "Absolutely", I replied seeing how happy it made him.
As we walked around picking up the remaining items on my list, Cole looks at me and goes "Mom, the store lady was wrong, I think she needs more training. He had remembered the SuperTarget employee we had spoken to inquiring about the egg timer nearly six weeks prior. I laughed out loud and said "well, I think maybe you are right!".
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