Match the Lids
A cupboard of containers and lids that do not match. Sort it out.
لهذه المناسبة قواعدها الخاصة مع طفل عمره 5 سنوات: طاقة مختلفة، ومساحة مختلفة، ومستوى صبر مختلف. في الخامسة تبدأ القواعد في أن يكون لها معنى، ويصبح إنهاء الشيء ممتعاً بحد ذاته.
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