Showing posts with label weapons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weapons. Show all posts

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Allowing passions to lead us to distractions

I'm trying to redirect my focus so I don't freak out over life's little hiccups. Lately I've been dreaming big, finding all kinds of garden inspiration from the Garden Girl. I keep telling my husband he won't have any lawn to mow this year. He'll have to help us weed instead.

I was going to try and make seed starter pots out of newspaper, but then I found how to make them out of used toilet paper rolls! ("You Grow Girl" is another cool gardening blog.) I'm thinking even if I dream big, starting more gardening projects than we can finish, we'll still end up accomplishing something, learn lots in the process and have fun doing it!

DS10 has discovered he can customize his Lego figures with Sharpies. This was driving DS13 crazy. I was all for allowing the creative juices to flow, but he was concerned little brother was ruining our Legos. I suppose its like when your sister cut Barbie's hair or painted her face with nail polish. DS10 has learned Sharpie isn't permanent on Lego plastic if he uses our fingernail scrub brush under running water.

Never say never, I found myself watching the Military channel yesterday. We saw Weapon Masters, where they analyze ancient weapons and try to use modern technology to duplicate or improve them. One of the show's host, Chad, is infectious to watch. He looks and acts like a crazy man, but it's a good crazy! He is one of these rare, creative, passionate individuals, who is enjoying himself too much to care what others may think of him, like Steve Erwin was about crocs.

Yesterday's show featured the Roman's Scorpion, a freestanding crossbow. I'm so glad I don't live under threat of Roman attack!!

I suppose the boys love these shows because to a boy weapons are cool. As a unschooling mom, I can see these shows offer a more interesting way to learn about history and science.  I'm just surprised they've captured my attention, but I suppose its the attraction of watching someone so passionate about what they do.

For example, were you really that interested in crocodiles or was it more fun to learn about them watching Steve because he was so passionate and didn't care if he was offbeat?

I hope my boys can take this approach in life, not caring what others may think, but allowing their passions to propel them forward.