I love logic puzzles.
I hate them a little bit, too, but mostly I love them.
They give you a story with funny or odd details. You then decipher the logical order or pattern of the elements of the story. They give you clues, like "Sally (who is not the person with the blue hat with a dead bird on top) is sitting to the right of the man with the pockmark in the shape of Julia Caesar."
You get to enjoy the story, but also have to use logical deductions to solve the puzzle.
Except when you are working through your graph and you hit a point when you are dang sure you have sucked every solitary possible piece of information from the clues. You get frustrated. You are tempted to look at the solution. You are pretty sure the person who created that particular puzzle left out one slice of pertinent information as a sick joke.
And then, there it is. You see the thing you missed. You realize that you had to combine clues or read more carefully or just open your eyes because it was painfully obvious. You were just making it harder than it had to be.
Yeah. I never do that (she says with drippy sarcasm). Make things harder than they have to be. Skip over the truth and keep believing that something is impossible or that there's no solution because you SWEAR you have looked at it from every angle. And it NEVER (still with the sarcasm) happens with my therapeutic parenting. Nope. Never.
Today the kids and I did logic puzzles. I watched them go through this same process in their own ways. Interesting. Very telling. Also felt a glaring spotlight on my own tendencies to do this. That's why we do these logic puzzle things, after all. To teach us to be better problem solvers.
Just thinking out loud today. And FYI - Mario was the first guy in line, his favorite animal is a giraffe and at the party he received a balloon with hearts on it.