Whenever Leah has had a school project and I get involved, it somehow becomes my project. My husband always teases and asks me, “It is your project or Leah’s?” I think I may have mentioned previously I am a perfectionist. I tend to get really into her projects and enjoy them. Well, I may as well be honest, I tend to take over her projects. It’s like I have no control and can’t help myself. OR…is it I must have control? Either way, I do not do it consciously, it just happens.
Anyway, my husband has been helping Leah with her latest project – a catapult. Yes, the same husband that teases me for my heavy involvement in her projects. This project has been in the making for a few days now and has consumed his time from the minute he walks through the door until dinner then after dinner for at least another hour. He makes adjustments then tries it out a few more times. Then he makes another modification here and there while Leah watches, just the same way she watches me when I am helping.
Today a few overachieving classmates brought their catapults to school which were constructed the very same way as Leah’s. Dang internet! Oh boy, the challenge is on! We couldn’t even have a conversation with my husband over dinner. He was deep in thought trying to figure out how he was going to make her catapult better. While Leah spent over an hour at religious education, my husband spend the time improving her catapult. I think we may have a winner!
It’s pretty entertaining being on the other side.