We send our kids to bed between 8:30 and 9:00 almost every night. Not necessarily because they're tired. But because we need some quiet time.
It's kind of like "you don't have to go to bed but you do have to go."
It's not unusual for Eli to play quietly in his room for an hour before he falls asleep. It's when he does his best creating.
Last night, we could hear the loud plunk of plastic on plastic. Mitch and I looked at each other and wondered what was going on.
This is what was going on.
Don't look at the mess - this is an 11 year old boy's room. I'm not strict about keeping it clean. Just strict about staying in his room after bedtime.
Notice the creation. The proud smile behind the creation.
This used to be the tower from a Fisher Price (or something like it) castle set. Now it's a catapult.
Those are rubber bands and a broken plastic fork. Where does a little boy find this many rubber bands? Who takes the time to weave them so intricately? What kind of mother allows her son to play with a broken plastic fork?
You wouldn't believe what this catapult can do.
Add a Lego man and you've got hours of entertainment.