How many Moores does it take to open a giant jar of artichoke hearts?
Exactly 3! The youngest Moore was the brain power behind the operation, and I'm serious. She's the one who thought outside the box and directed Brishen and I after we had already tried everything we could think of to get it off.
I would like to claim "handicap" (and not overall weakness), based on the early-onset arthritis in my hands that has been lovingly passed to me from my father and my grandmother before him, as to why I could not open it on my own. I don't know what it is about my brain, though, that would let a 6-year-old walk in and figure out a solution when I could not. It has to be that dyslexic-brain-that-thinks-in-pictures-and-not-words that allowed her to see the solution and certainly none of my own feeble-headedness. I'm just glad she was around.
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So what was her solution, pray tell?
She had me hold the bottom of the jar with both hands while Brishen used both of his hands to twist the lid. That gave us double the strength, and it worked. I was about ready to break the glass!
Basia rocks!!! So do visual thinkers :-)
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