Summer is waining on and I hate to use the dreaded word "bored" because we really don't allow that word in our house because we all know that "bored is a choice," but the truth is we are falling into the slowness of summer where we've exhausted most of our options for keeping us busy and our minds stimulated. This is actually a confirmation to me that "vacation" isn't really just about doing "nothing" but that we are happiest when we are doing something, even if it's small. Somehow our list of "100 things to do during the summer" that is posted on the wall was not very appealing tonight as we stared at each other with blank looks.
The only thing I could think to do was pull an idea from my childhood.
I have this distinct memory of sitting in my uncle Scott's room with him and my brother Mark. With motorcycle helmets to protect our faces we spent a good amount of time engaged in a rubber band war with the 100's of rubber bands confiscated from Scott's paper route supplies.
When you are bored we have proven that all you need is a rubber band ... oh, and maybe a helmet and glasses.
the random rubber band that oddly stuck to the wall
1 comment:
Yes!!!! That looks like a lot of fun! And a good thought for us when Scott's 10-year-old gets bored. ;-)
HUGS!!
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