One morning this week, Mr. Maverick and I were putting dishes away. When I opened the cupboard to put a mixing bowl away, he saw my spices and (non-verbally) asked to play with them. So I pulled them down and he played for about 10 minutes. He might have played longer but he hadn't even had breakfast, so I cut it short.
In and out, balancing on top, spinning, and clacking.
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