My child got some bendy-semi-sticky-pipecleaner-type thingies. And she sat in the kitchen and twisted them around and came to me with them singing....
It bugged me that she could sit with about 15 sticks of semi-sticky-pipecleaners and come up with a bunch of different things, including a song.
Why can't I do that?
At least I am not as lame as Angelina Jolie's right leg.