Brain-Storming

Well...Mind Storming actually.

The day of the teachers' strike. H didn't have to come with me to work, as I'd originally feared. Instead he got to stay home with his dad. Noah went to nursery as usual.

H is great really. Bob works in his office at home and H occupies himself. Today he took it upon himself to teach himself how to programme.

He dug out Bob's Lego Mind Storm and by the time I got back from work with Noah in tow, around 2:30pm he had created some sort of grabbing machine.

Bob had rigged him up with an old laptop so he could programme his creation and he spent the afternoon with his head buried deep in the instructions trying to work out how to do just that.

By supper time he was glassy-eyed but had managed to make the thing play a short tune and roll forward to pick up a small ball.

He's very proud of his achievement...and so he should be :-)