Not Bored

So far, Aidan has found it impossible to be bored; instead, with school out is in a delirium of activity of his own creation. Nothing is out of the scope of possibilities. For example, a scrap of thin plastic is rolled into a very serviceable shooter; so much so, his mother confiscates the materials when she finds the shooter's toothpick projectile passes through a cardboard box lid.

Other ferments of activity included this...

This started from one of those projector drawing things on a stack of books in Aidan's room aimed at the back of his bedroom door onto typing paper he'd taped there. It grew. More paper was taped on, the stack of books grew higher and so did the drawing. At about the top of the ankles I gave him my drawing pencils to add to the mix. Before long he had this. We carefully peeled it off the door and it's now, as pictured, on the dining room wall. 

I offered big paper but he was invested in his taping job; already at ankle height when he showed me. I kind of like the pieces taped together, actually.

There is a limit set on Aidan's iPad time, but I don't fully understand what it is. I do see some tugs of war over its usage. When he is not on it, there is, of course, plenty of cello to do.

Among the activities of iPad time, Aidan sent me these:





He's been experimenting the last couple of days with time-lapse...




We are reading books to each other. He, to see if he can engage me in Harry Potter; I, to see if I can engage him in Huckleberry Finn. We take turns reading out loud one chapter at a time from our respective books while lounging in the afternoons on the porch--or living room if the temperature is too high.

Keoni texted these. He is not bored either...

The neighbors across the road are not bored. Their kids grew up and they are down-sizing...

Like many roadside sales, this one is "honest john". The property went up for sale late spring. Since then, there are items left road-side; this one with the $100 sign.

So boredom hasn't come up, but it isn't August yet.