Our six-year-old grandson, Hunter, got a Swiss Army knife for his birthday. After misplacing it several times, I recommended he never just put it down. To reinforce this idea, I made him a tray to put at his bedside. I recommended he keep the knife only in two places: his pocket and the tray. I showed him that his tray was just like the one I use for such things in my bedroom. Since I made one for him, I also made one for his sister, Pippa, who said she was going to put her necklace and headband in it.
Hunter’s Pippa’s Tad’s