Big kid, little kid: When it comes to toys and the bean, sometimes age doesn’t matter

I got caught up with errands during the past few days. So, that’s what kept me away from the keyboard.
But I’m easing my way back into the blogging world.
The good news: My family and I on Saturday made our way out to a pumpkin patch south of Seattle. We picked a nice, round orange one – and we also bought a huge head of cabbage for $1.
Nothing beats visiting a farm, especially with a kid.
During the summer, my cousin, Alex, visited us and brought this great tubular maze that her kids played with when they were younger.
Before she visited, she asked if she could bring anything from Southern California, where she lives. I told her that my son doesn’t really need anything - that he would just be happy to see her, her husband and kids.
The great thing: For years, she kept this colorful, tubular toy – and I forgot its name. Her kids assembled it to show my son how it works.
The other day, my wife and son broke it out recently and started stacking the tubes and slides to make a maze.
We figured we’d play it safe – so we didn’t put a marble in. In fact, I realized that we don’t have any in the house. But I was ready to buy one at the hardware store, if necessary.
My wife had a better idea: The mighty soybean – the forerunner of tofu.
That’s right.
We went to our stash.

My son plunked one in the yellow opening on top.
We watched it rattle its way down the tubes - turning, swerving, dropping.
That is, until gravity had worked its magic and made us all stop and watch to see if everything worked.
Everything did.
Like I’ve said before: Simple things in life are some of the best.

If you’re interested, here’s a slideshow of what my wife, son and I enjoyed.