If you’ve spent enough time with boys, you know that you don’t need a bucketful of words. Pick a project. Grab a tool. Make something.
Friends are the ones who “get” you. They naturally do the stuff you like. It’s easy.
A snowflake turns out to be a series of curves.
It still amazes me how long he can concentrate on a task. The focus, the determination. He’s in the zone. I could be jumping naked on a trampoline next to him and he’d be thinking “look how this shape is formed when I tape these two parts together.”
Showing someone is how you know you've done something.
And friends don’t get in your way when you expand. They stand next to you and smile and hand you a cup of something.
But a brother is not like a friend.
You can probably see this one coming.
“Let’s play,” his entire body will say. “Looks like we could have some fun together.”
Yep. You were right.
But by age 6 you learn to find the joy in the adventure, and you don’t punch him. After all, he might turn into a friend someday.