Ryan and I spent last week in Michigan sorting through our old stuff in preparation for Mom and Dad’s upcoming move to California. The end result was hundreds of photographs, lots of discarded art projects, and Ryan and I coming home with two suitcases each of treasures from our childhood. Among my treasures was my collection of wooden weaponry that I accumulated over years of visits to the Renaissance Faire. Nathan and Sam immediately associated them with Minecraft, which they’ve been playing a lot of, both on the iPad and live action. I tried to get a good picture, but they were moving too fast.
Today, Jon gave a beatboxing lesson for the Kiwi Crate staff, which the boys and I also attended. They were pretty wound up, especially after eating two brownies each, so they spent some of Jon’s class running back and forth behind him with pillows on their heads. As this was distracting, Ryan attempted to stop them, with little success. It was quite charming at the end of the lesson, though, when Jon showed off with an extended vocal percussion solo and Nathan and Sam both jumped up to dance behind him. Once again, the blurry picture does not do it justice.