Some explanation, huh?
The Ginger came home with a project assignment; make a shelter out of household items. My sister and I start talking to him about what he wants to do, and he looks at me and says:
"I want to make an igloo. And, I can use little marshmallows as the bricks."
Wow. I was impressed. Not only did my son think of something awesome to construct, but he thought as much into it, to figure out what materials to use, to make it look authentic. I started getting excited...
That's when it hit me.
Let's take this conversation from 2 different perspectives; a 'normal' home, and a Tatted Mom home.
Little Billy: I want to make an igloo for my project, and I can make an igloo out of marshmallows.
Little Billy's Parents: Oh, wow, Billy, that sounds awesome. I'm so proud of you for coming up with such a unique idea of what to make and how to make it. (Rushes out to buy marshmallows & whatever else Little Billy tells them he has thought up of how to construct it.)
Tatted Mom House:
The Ginger: I want to make an igloo for my project, and I can make an igloo out of marshmallows.
Me: Oh, wow, Ginger Boy, that sounds awesome. I'm so proud of you for coming up with such a unique idea of what to make and how to make it. I really am proud. Maybe you are getting my artistic genes afterall... wait. That sounds a little too ingenious, even for my boy. Honey, did you come up with that all by yourself, or did you see it somewhere?
The Ginger: We made them in class last week. Little igloos made out of the tiny marshmallows. But I can make a big igloo out of big marshmallows and it'll be different, Mom.
I'm not saying I don't think my children are creative, please don't get me wrong about that. He's 7, and he is already an amazing artist. He can build anything you want, out of Legos. And, if you tell him what to draw, he does it, with amazing detail and precision for a 7 year old- if you tell him what to draw (unless it's Zelda stuff other video game stuff, then he draws it himself, all freaking day long). The igloo made out of marshmallows is a great idea... too great for him to have just spit it out as the first thing he could think of making. So, I dug for information, which proved to be well worth it.
It was at that point that I explained to The Ginger that we would not be making an igloo out of marshmallows. He was disappointed at first, but when my sister and I combined our brains to make a list of what shelters we could think of, then let The Ginger (with his sister's help) google image each one, he immediately picked a castle.
|Gathering the stuff and constructing the castle.|
How much of the castle is The Ginger's creation? Most of it. My sister and I collected a bunch of discarded items around the house (soda cans, boxes, the little coffee cups you put in the Keurig), set them all out and let him design it, with our opinions thrown in, of course. Then came the spray painting (I did) and the final touches, which he did himself (I ran the hot glue gun, but he did the work of it).
The result was a pretty kick ass castle, if I do say so myself.
And the Mom Pride of walking with him into school today, seeing all the kids with igloos made out of marshmallows as we walked through the halls, and putting his massive project down in his classroom, on a table with 3 igloos made of marshmallows on it. The teacher saw his project, and I could see it in her eyes- she lit up, laughed for a second, and complemented The Ginger on his amazing castle. I'm sure she was sick of seeing igloos made out of marshmallows.
It made me giggle, seriously.