Well, so architecture isn't our strongest talent. This is supposed to be our ziggurat. I think if some of the building material hadn't been digested, we would have had more to work with. Regardless of its lack of curb and architectural appeal, several lessons were reinforced and learned...working together, problem solving, imagination, creativity (to our ability). And then the enjoyment of a hands-on project that we were able to complete at our own pace as a family. The "mortar" is peanut butter....yeah, we aren't masons, either.
I posted this picture on FB to 'show-off' our project and work in homeschooling. The first comment I got "it looks like a drug bust". Hubby had not seen the picture nor the comment. I showed him the picture to which he replied "My gosh, HB, it looks like sacks of cocaine on our table." "Yeah, well, someone else noticed, too."
There you go. Our innocent attempt to build a ziggurat using sugar cubes looks more like a drug bust...further proof that creativity isn't a dominate gene of mine.
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