My son had been playing an game all day yesterday – something about nuclear fallout and having a shelter. His room was the shelter. The kids were running around the house and pretending stuff was poison laughing and playing. It was great! At one point, I even played along – “Before the nuclear blast hits, come eat your lunch.”
Fast forward to bed time, my son’s room looks like a bomb had gone off! I commented on such and he gave me this chagrined look, “Well, I kind of had to because I was scrounging for parts to make my door seal so this could be the nuclear shelter.”
He rigged a light switch from grandpa to pieces from his electronics kit and taped it to the wall next to his door! That little green light on the orange thingy actually turns on! I was cracking up and impressed. This kid.
My daughter built a bunny habitat complete with shredded paper. She’s been diligently taking care of her bunnies nearly all day. She’s even taken one to bed with her tonight.
Math and Magic
My oldest son spent nearly the entire morning programming and drawing in Scratch a meter to reach his goal of purchasing the outrageous builder subscription on Roblox. He did loads of math learning how to divide his monetary goal up evenly, and how long it’d take him mowing lawns while giving to God and saving.
He then moved onto making magic wands (or swords?) with Legos. That sweet boy tried to wave his wand to make all my pain go away.
Imagination to Design
My younger son and I had a lovely conversation at bedtime revolving around how to go about designing things. He now aspires to this Roblox subscription and is noodling what shirts to make. How do you imagine something and make it real?
… and Poop
I get asked a lot of questions throughout the day. However, my favorite question, by far, was this: “Does God poop?”
I had a heating pad on for a while, and then got very chilled when I took it off. I commented as such to my son, and then said I needed to get a jacket, “even though that’s ridiculous in this heat wave.”
My son discovered we have both Sprite and lemonade. He loves mixing those two. He’s all excited and asks me, “Mom, what’s your favorite mix.” I’m sure someone will call my bad parenting skills to the stand, but I at least I answered truthfully – “vodka and cranberry juice.” I love my boy! He nodded his head and responded rather seriously, “Ah.” LOL