Last night, while I was cooking dinner, the Tall Kid wandered into the kitchen. Not an unusual occurence, as he generally makes an appearance to scope out the what and the when of his next meal. But this time he lingered. Hovered, actually. It was obvious he had something to say, but he made random small talk instead.
Finally he spit it out: So you working on DG4 yet?
The kid loves brainstorming. My husband thinks it’s a combination of his love for mental puzzles, plus he connects with me on a non-Mom level. If that makes any sense. And I enjoy it, too. I was actually a little bummed when the recent tweaks for No Surrender were character motivation and nothing I could really brainstorm with my guys.
His shoulders actually slumped a bit when I said I hadn’t started DG4 yet, but he perked up slightly when I told him I was working on another romantic suspense (which we’ll call GI1—no, no soldiers). He doesn’t think it sounds quite as cool as the DG books, but I threw him some scenarios and let him play what if? until supper was ready.
Sometimes he’s a little too far outside the box, though. When I told him I was trying to decide how the hero should travel to a remote location, his suggestion?
A HALO jump.