My third born child turned 8 today. He's a behemoth, in the 90th percentile for height and weight (he's not fat, this kid is all muscle). He wears costumes all the time. Today he dressed like a pirate in school. We typically don't let the kids play video games on school days, except on a birthday. He wanted everyone to have game time, not just himself.
He's constantly building things. I have to find building kits before he starts dismantling things around the house for parts. My workshop is littered with the remains of various projects. He's convinced I'm a genius because I know what tool to use for different jobs.
It's been less than 2 weeks and he has conquered the third grade.
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