Boys will be boys

On last Thursday we planned our stay at home day. Well, it was bike ride day but the temps were pretty darn hot so we switched it to Friday. In light of that I had to find a way to occupy my oldest son whom gravitates towards anything more than electronics when given a choice. Swimming works for a bit, especially on these warm day but well it doesn't fill 6 hours. Archery would have been an option too except one arrow is on the roof, and the other in the trees from said son.

So, I made the suggestion that he hammer a scrap piece of wood. Previously he tried to break a board and busted my picnic table into pieces in the process. Although a complete blue collar kinda kid case and point when he was 2 1/2 he refused to play in the snow. Standing still where I set him down he looked up squinting his eyes repeating the words "mess, mess" over and over. He rarely gets his hands dirty in any real work to this day (by choice) I am reminded the boy hormones still exist. Satisfied with the suggestion he headed to retrieve the wood somehow inspiring brother and cousin into joining. I made it a fair competition with a winner for all of a "free" (no snack shop purchase required) icee bar. They were sweet in encouraging each other along the way and learning techniques to be more thorough. Who knows this might serve to be a life lesson when they have to take apart something. Maybe that is a lofty thought too, but it got them active and smiling.