Our club meetings took a brief hiatus while we were on vacation, and the first one started up today. The boys were very enthusiastic to see one another. Several were concocting a story to play out as we walked to our house.
After a boisterous snack, we headed over to our rock pile and searched for a rock or two that we would paint or draw a raptor on. We were inspired by similar art that we saw when we visited the Burrowing Owl Interpretive Centre. These were our creations:
Our art session was intense, and the boys were thrilled when the last one had finished and could join the story that was in progress. Basically, they picked and chose parts from the Guardians of Ga'Hoole series and tweaked it to suit their fancy. We had a rogue blacksmith, several warriors, and I'm not sure what else. It was a loud, crazy, and fun afternoon. I was thankful the boys got along beautifully and occasionally included my youngest in their play, if she was passing by. I was grateful they appeared to enjoy the craft. But let's face it...they came to see each other and they had ample time to just be. That is what I'm thankful for most.