The Father-Son Adventure Club was in session a few days ago much to the delight of the only two registered participants.

Sam has a tendency to want to emulate his sister, and the Monday session of the FSAC was no exception. He decided that he wanted to do headstone rubbings, so that is what we did. We made a special trip to the stationery store in order to track down some actual charcoal, packed our bags with water and a snack and headed out on our adventure.

The only trouble was that the Evergreen Cemetery was closed to the public as they removed the trees that had been blown down by the previous weeks wind storm. Not ones to be foiled very easily, we headed west to the Doukobour cemetery. Though not nearly as green and shady as our original choice, there were plenty of interesting designs to keep us occupied.

We only stayed out about 45 minutes due to a combination of it being super smoking hot and there being absolutely no shade what-so-ever. We were fried but we accomplished our mission.

The Wednesday session tied directly into our efforts to clean out our storeroom. During the process of organizing the basement, Sam and Chloe had the opportunity to rifle through a bunch of the boxes of "cool stuff" we were thinning out. In addition to the various books and Star Trek Customizable Card Game™ cards that Sam claimed as his own, he also found an old Enterprise model kit that I've had for years and years. I decided that this would be a perfect project for the next meeting of the FSAC.

We headed to the hardware store to buy some model glue and a few bottles of Testors™ paints. We came home, set up our gear out on the patio and began construction. Sam was in charge of removing the pieces from the trees and I was in charge of trimming any spurs. We were soon gluing pieces together and I remembered something about model building. The thing I remembered about model building is that I am the shittiest model builder that's ever glued his own fingers to a starship hull. Seriously, I have the fine motor skills of a cinder block. How do people manage to squeeze the thin stream of glue needed to neatly join two pieces of plastic together? I was basically wearing the glue like a pair of gloves by the time we were done. *sigh* Anyway, we got a bunch of the hull built and are waiting for an opportune time to finish the rest.

Swim lessons this coming week are going to impede any further adventures for a while, but rest assured, we will keep you abreast of any further developments.