Saturday is Dave’s birthday. When I told the boys this, Andrew started cooking up a big plan. He was going to build a machine that hangs from the ceiling and lets go of a bunch of balloons when Dave walks through the door. It will be remote controlled and he will hide and use the remote to activate the machine from his hiding spot and then he’ll jump out from hiding and give Daddy what he really wants for his birthday: a Wii U.
Oh Andrew. It always starts this way. With plans bigger than his little body can hold. A few weeks ago he wanted to build a dunk tank. A life sized dunk tank. In our dining room. And he started duct-taping pieces of what would be the mechanics of the tank to our dining room wall before I caught him, squashed his plans and demand he scale back. I’m always encouraging him to scale back and it always makes him SO MAD. It’s PERFECTLY REASONABLE to build a dunk tank in the dining room. WHY CAN’T I SEE THAT?! (In the end I won this one. He built a small dunk tank that dunks a little toy person. It’s still pretty cool. Though I DO understand that dunking mommy would be exponentially cooler.)
The other day we were walking to the grocery store and he was explaining to me how to make a engine that runs without carbon emissions and how Thomas Edison was SO CLOSE to inventing the right contraption, but he couldn’t quite get it right but ANDREW knows how his plan could be improved upon. (I don’t really understand if Thomas Edison lived at the right time to be working on carbon emissions. Isn’t that more of a modern day problem? But…I’m not the one that recently read a biography of Edison…and really…I was just trying to get to the grocery store to buy some yogurt…so…I did’t press for those details.)
Anyway, what usually happens when Andrew is in planning-mode is not all bad really. Andrew cooks up a plan that not even high level engineers could pull off. But, in trying to make that plan happen, he makes something else that’s actually pretty cool. I guess that whole shoot-for-the-moon advice might be onto something.
Last year Andrew had a big plan for Dave’s birthday. Which for the most part, turned out pretty well. He made Dave a present-presenting robot. He rolled it out to Dave and if you pull this lever and yank on that cord *just so* a door will open where your present awaits. So I’m hoping something similar can come together for this year’s birthday. And I’m going to do my best to make sure nothing gets permanently affixed to the ceiling. Which means, all eyes on Andrew from now until Saturday.
Wish me luck!