Although my daughter won't start using manipulatives until she's in school, she's already found a specific one that she prefers; Me. She enjoys manipulating me with such phrases as -
Daddy, I have a question. Can you hold me? Dance with me. I want fresh, cold water. Can you turn on the flute music? What was that noise? Can I have some lip balm? My tummy hurts. Where's Cinderella? Cinderella can be interchanged with any of the hundreds of tiny plastic figures she has amassed during her two years. They range from princesses to dinosaurs to animated film characters, and they all fit in your palm or anyplace that's hard to reach. So, if they're all so miniature and helpless, why am I the one she picks on?
Because you're her daddy. You are her hero!
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