The class project

R8 had a class project. The usually dreaded class project.

The one where you actually have to make something out of something.

I'm the one who handles the class projects around our house. Because we all know when the kids get to school you can always tell who had their mom do their project and who had to do their project themselves.

Sad but it's true.

But this time I turned the tables. I told Hubs he was in charge of this baby. I had put in my time as project maker helper for the past three years and now it was his turn.

I was even proud that I didn't let my OCD tendencies get the best of me while they were in the throws of trying to figure out how to put together all the stuff they gathered.

I just kept on telling them both great job, Oh that looks cool, or very creative. While I just sat on the couch reading Breaking Dawn.

Truth of the matter was they were very creative and the project turned out great.

Oh and by the way the class project...build a robot! Yes ma'am, build a robot.

It didn't actually have to work. But it had to have a name and a purpose.

Here is what they came up with.














It's a dog and it doesn't have a name yet but it fetches the paper.

But what I really want to know is can we really make it work to fetch my coffee instead? Can it start my car when it's cold outside to get it all toasty warm? Can it clean my bathrooms?

Now that would be a project that would receive triple A's in my book.