Today at dinner, Chase was working on a puzzle - the one my dad made for her that has a picture of us eating raspberries in his backyard. She LOVES it. She can do it all by herself. It's wild.
So anyway, we took it apart (again) and she took the corner piece and lined it up, and then twisted it one rotation, and looked up at Hubs with a devilish grin. He said, "nope, not that way, try again." And so she turned it another rotation (same direction) and looked at him again, with a twinkle in her eye. "Nope, try again," said Hubs. And she did it again - and for those keeping track, that means that the next time she turned it, it would line up properly. But instead, she turned it back the other way - giving Hubs a cheeky grin.