There has been quite a lot of building going on lately. Daddy has definitely caught the building bug, and I have to say that he is quite good at it; making Sarah’s beautiful low shelves, a toilet step and a new bed for Jack, and this project. Any ideas what it might be?
Well it seems that Jack has been keen to try out some of this building for himself. Not content to play with his wooden pretend tool kit, Jack wanted a real hammer and some real nails. He wanted real work.
He surprised me really, I didn’t think he would be able to manage both holding the nail whilst using the hammer. I guess that just goes to show us that we should reserve our judgements. How long would Jack have wanted to hammer if I held the nails for him? Not nearly as long as he did once he worked out he could do it for himself.
And so there he sat, at our tree stump table, with all the essential builders’ materials, measuring and drawing, hammering and checking whether his project was level. I didn’t show him this, he observed it from watching Daddy.
Conscientiously and deliberately placing his nails and then every now and then, leaning back to check his work. Just like Daddy does. For Jack, it was real work. Real valuable, purposeful work.