Little Rocket Man

Growing up I have fond memories of building rockets, meticulously painting them and the adding decals, preparing them for launch and watching them scream into the sky and slowly parachute back to earth.  Of course not every attempt was picture perfect.  Some were blown way off course never to be seen again, and  others succumbed to a tragic crash when the parachute failed.

This week I was pleasantly surprised  when I picked the little man up from the Grandparents house that my Dad was now passing the enjoyment on to the next generation.



The Taser kit has almost everything you need to get started.. you just have to buy the engines.  We brought the kit home and between the Wife and I, we helped S. to get it all put together and ready to fly.



It brought back such wonderful memories for me, as the kits haven't changed a whole lot from when I used to do them.


S. was so excited when it was finished... He couldn't wait till Saturday to launch it off!

We went to a local park with wide open space to shoot it off, and met the Grandparents there.

We had 6 engines to burn, and everyone who wanted to push the button got a chance.  We only had one launch where the parachute didn't open up all the way, but all the others were perfect.

1 down...12 to go.

Well, it's finally come. It's the end of the school year! The little man has made it through kindergarten, and while there were a few things I wish he could have mastered a little better; it has been very good for him.  As he's been bringing home a ton of his schoolwork the past few days, we've been able to see more of what he's been doing and how creative he is.

His writing journal was especially is insightful... about 90% of it was drawings of dinosaurs; so much so, that there are several notes from his teacher "Don't do anymore dinosaurs!".   He wrote about when Jack was born and drew a picture of him holding Jack.  He wrote about the caterpillars he'd found and what happened to them, and sister's tadpoles.

 Here's a comparison picture between the first day of school and the last... look at how much he's grown.

 While he's looking forward to his summer break.. I'm looking forward to the reduced traffic in my work commute!!