Picture this: Your three-year-old is sitting cross-legged on the floor, completely absorbed. There’s no screen, no background noise, no “Mom, I’m bored.” Just a pile of colorful geometric tiles, a concentrated little face, and the unmistakable click of magnets snapping together.They build a tower — taller, taller, taller — and then, with the kind of gleeful satisfaction only a toddler fully understands, they knock it down. They laugh. They start over. This time it’s a house. Then a ramp for a toy car. Then something entirely unidentifiable but deeply meaningful to the architect.That’s the magic of magnetic tiles for 3-year-olds. Not the kind