After a week away spent skiing, my son was eager to hang out at home, build his Christmas LEGO set, and read. He shuttled back and forth between building and reading, sometimes having a graphic novel open next to him with the LEGO pieces spread out before him.
I loved watching how engaged he was with the whole project. Every few steps, he'd plug all the motors in, just to ensure that the gears were still working properly before proceeding further. He'd gleefully prattle on about it, tossing around words like chassis and suspension.
While he was pursuing his favorite hobby, I decided to do the same. I picked up my camera to capture him at work. He was so focused on his work that I didn't distract him, but he was also so proud that he was pleased to have me capture the moment.
He was very intent that I include the box in the photos, so that anyone viewing them would understand what his masterpiece will look like when complete. I liked his suggestion because I was able to capture a portrait of my master builder at work and within his work (and without showing his face so that I could share with you here).
As of bedtime tonight, the most anticipated step had been completed--the machine now has wheels. He still needs to build the remainder of the vehicle, but required a substantial break to drive the truck around the house, testing what type of obstacles it could overtake. I watched him with a remote control and a truck he built himself, and listened to him scheme with his dad about the ramps, jumps, and obstacle courses they could create. It was a quintessential little boy moment. Passionate in the extreme.
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