Last night after a hot date with my husband (frozen yogurt and three-quarters of a UVA soccer game under the stars... sigh...) I sat at my desk and caught up on the goings-on over at Pacing the Panic Room.
There, I came across this super cool video of a Brooklyn family that built a homemade space craft and sent it up to the dark heavens. The whole concept is both gutsy and sweet and made me think of my man.
Because he's the kind of guy that gets a far-fetched idea and even though his wife might say, "Really? I'm not sure that would work because of XYZ," while she stir-fries dinner and doesn't even look up, he turns it into reality. This is the visionary spirit in which summer camps are founded, light-filled cabins are built, a school community arises where there wasn't one before, and a family comes together in a pink house... His latest big idea, which I'm not allowed to divulge just yet, involves chemistry studies and an upcoming reconnaissance mission to Texas. Sounds doubtful, doesn't it?
I do my part: putting my secret sauce in the stir-fry and raising eyebrows at each seemingly crazy "hey, what if" that comes out of his mouth. Though I sound unsupportive, I think the eyebrows might actually play a crucial role in the success of all these projects. Just a hunch...
In any case, I'm pretty sure that if our kid someday says, "Dad, let's send a video camera to space!" Todd would respond just like this man does and say, "Sure, but we'd better get some hand-warmers to pack in the space craft because it's cold up there in the upper atmosphere."
Please watch this video. It's really neat.