Puzzled

Puzzle #2 of the week: Who's teaching my boys these dance moves?

But first, Puzzle #1: A week ago, Anthony started a project with Ben and Roman, a 500-piece lenticular (hologramish, headache inducing) puzzle that Aunt Viv sent the boys from China.

Anthony gets high marks for challenging the kids with projects...and thank goodness, because these boys' talents read like a list of things I'm bad at: chess, dominoes, music, geography, identifying presidents and peeing while standing.

Nevertheless, I had a few fears with the puzzle:

• What if it takes forever and is on my office floor until Halloween?
• What if one of these teeny pieces falls into a crevasse in my 83-year-old house?
• What if the Chinese played a joke and made it unsolvable?

But, alas, they proved me wrong. A few (hundred) pieces at a time, these boys patiently strained their eyes and...voila!, a dance-worthy celebration:

And, once again, I celebrate Anthony's steering of the activities. I, however, need to take the reins as family dance teacher.