Today, Philip received a piggy bank from his grandma. Peter had been putting our spare change into an old cigar box. He got it down from its shelf to move the dimes, quarters and pennies into Philip’s new bank.
Peter was going to do it himself, but I knew that Philip would love to hear the coins go “clank!” in the shiny piggy. Plus, picking up the change would be a great task for working on his fine motor skills.