Progress is slow on this insane task I’ve set for the posse, but every piece found is a small triumph and there are many little old lady high fives being handed out. And let me tell you, gray-haired old ladies high fiving each other is giggle-inducing adorable!

My oldest son has gotten in on the act too, and apparently pops in the puzzle room when no one else is there to find a piece or two. Then he comes back when we’re working on it to proudly show us “this piece belongs to me”. I don’t blame him, each piece you find seems like such an accomplishment that you feel as though every connection should be witnessed by someone. I did it, I FOUND A PIECE!!