Zion has toys. Really, he does. Playmobile, legos, etc. He also has drums and guitars strewn across his room. So where can you find him? At the breakfast bar, with a roll of scotch tape and a stack of index cards.
He is learning that you can build just about anything with index cards. Houses. Roads. Bridges.
Somehow I think these creative binges - as difficult as they make it to use the breakfast bar - are better than anything toy that comes from a box.
(Photo at left was from a recent hunting expedition at Cabelas. No animals were injured in the making of this photo. But only because the rifles were toys.)
3.07.2008
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I think that subconsciously you posted this in honor of Gun Club Friday. This speaks right to my heart!
You may be interested to knwo that in Alaska, there is a ground swell of an Elijah-like revolution taking place. Everywhere I turn, men are turning thier hearts to their children and yearning to be the spiritual heads of their families, and prayer warriors for the Church. Praise God.
Miss ya!
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