Discovery zone: The Yale Child Study Center
Oblivious to the dreary rain pounding on the window, two-year-old Tyler sits, contented, among heaps of brightly-colored plastic, his eyes widening at the sight of unfamiliar toys. As he lunges for a rubber ball rolling down a yellow, plastic slide, a woman walks into the room.
“Ready to go?”
Immediately, a toothy grin breaks out on Tyler’s chubby face. Slapping his hands and thumping his knees on the carpet, he crawls over to the woman, plops down in front of her pointy-toed shoes and looks up expectantly. One would think only a mother would be able to get a child so...
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