In the middle of the spring, amidst the craziness of Track & Field, AAU, and dance, Maja requested she come over and paint. Not one to argue with her scant time off, we grabbed her for the weekend.
I came to find that she needed to paint things for a school project. Her Junior High business class set up a Marketing project, and she was a teamed up with a boy to design a storefront.
We're at that point where I'm supposed to joke about dealing with boys, but said boy had a father with a 3-D printer, so instead of gluing popsicle sticks, he printed off some IKEA-esque furniture.
Maja slaved away at painting and setting up the display. All I helped with was sealing the painted plastic.
I knew they had gotten an A on the project, but I hadn't seen the assembled final result. The teacher had kept their as an example of what to do, so she didn't get it back until the last day of school. Over last weekend I was invited into the house to see (a) her new bookshelf she assembled by herself, already overflowing with books. Thank God she got her library card renewed for the summer), and (b) the Project, taking up vital real estate in an otherwise bounded printed matter-dominated world:
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