Puzzles Of A 6-Year-Old

So, the boy’s a smart one and a near neophyte when it comes to solving puzzles and noticing patterns. It can be easy to overlook that for me, mostly I guess, because we don’t give him enough puzzles to work through. Sure, right now with the tooth missing and the haircut, he looks something like a cuter Alfred E. Newman. But there’s some crazy hidden madness to his method.

Over the weekend he wanted to play rush hour. I didn’t want to point out that the weekend didn’t have a rush hour, and Jack was asleep so sure, go out and play in the one-car-every-90-minutes traffic.
And by that I mean the game Rush Hour. I got it out for them about a week ago because it has cars and they like cars and it was a moment where I needed them distracted so I could get something (who knows what?) done. Eddie immediately said he wanted to play it, and I said “It’s more difficult than it looks, we’ll play it later.”

If you haven’t seen the game before, you put cars and trucks down in a pattern set down on a challenge card. The goal is to get the red car out the exit ramp. It’s really rush hour in a parking lot. Here’s an online version, to give you a good idea.

He tried the first one, of 10 at the beginner level. It was 9 and he got stuck because they get more difficult from 1 to 10. But then he started another, and after getting the idea that he could ONLY slide them, he got this big surprised goofy look on his face when he saw the path clear to the exit. He did all the others randomly, skipping one because he couldn’t do it but then sailing through all those and a few in the Intermediate level.

He stuck with it a while beyond the usual 6-year-old attention span – what Jon Stewart used to (and by used to I mean early 1990s) call Short Attention Span Theater.

What, me worry?

  • kitten

    I think if he used his considerable powers of deduction for evil, we’d be in serious trouble.