From a very early age, as far back as I can remember—four or five, maybe—I have taken things apart and put them back together. Whenever something arrived in our home that needed assembly, I was summoned, even as a child, and I gladly lost track of time as I tackled the build. As I look back at this behavior now, I think I was odd. I never looked at the directions; instead, I would lay out the parts, study them, sometimes pick them up and roll them over in my hand, trying to figure out what they were supposed to do. I would then start to build—not always correctly, but when I did something wrong I would just take it apart and start again until I got it right. I never went to the directions, even as I grew older and could read.
Not sure I can paste the photo in, but I assure you Jean never took this fabulous rocking horse that her dad made apart! Nope...won't paste