OUR NEXT SECRET WEAPON

OUR GRANDSON DEVISING A STRATEGY TO CAPTURE THE ENEMY 

It was fascinating to watch our 6 year old grandchild in his imaginary world last evening.

I took the picture (above) of a bird in the front yard trying to escape our grandson's laser gun. And if the laser didn't get the job done, Beckett was ready to dispatch his imaginary army, in the form of his soccer ball. 

While growing up, we never really think about imagination. I guess you could say it comes naturally during childhood. Then we hit an age when we use templates, charts, formulas, and our learning has to fit onto a page or graph. So, what happens to our imagination? It seems to fade. 

That's a shame, since it has the potential to change the world, at least according to Robert Fulghum:

"Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon.  A happiness weapon. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one.  It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air.  Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. 

And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight.  Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in.  With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest.  And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination." 

TOOK PICTURE OF THIS FLOWER IN FRONT YARD LAST NIGHT 

Put another way, you're never too old to have an active imagination. (from the television show Leave it to Beaver, spoken by the character Ward Cleaver)

OK, is the above picture from our grandson's front yard a flower, or is it the base for a rocket with a secret space plane aboard, ready to be launched to a newly discovered planet? Or could it be another one of Our Next Secret Weapons?