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Anyway, there are 9 more for me to play with. I've mastered them all and could insert all of them into the sorter. After repeated this for a few times, I finally get bored and would try other alternatives to insert them into the sorter. But towards the end, shapes & colors do matter.... there's no other way to put them in except at the right hole!
Daddy knew it when I purposely placed one of them at the wrong hole and looked up at Daddy to see his reactions. Then he would say, "Yes, that's the right one", to test me. I would then shake my head and put at the right hole instead.
Here's a clip of how I managed to put two of them into the correct hole.
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