So, as kids do, my nine-year old was playing inside a large box in the family room. He’d taken a large marker to the exterior and written “Time Machine” all over the box, with arrows pointing forward indicating +70 years into the future, and reciprocated the -70 pointing backwards. When showing me his invention, Andrew made it very clear he needed his swimming goggles on to protect his eyes during actual time travel. Sure enough, he sat inside the box, swimming goggles in-place, preparing for what appeared to be a dangerous jump. I wished him a safe journey and headed off to a different part of the house.
Not soon after, Andrew tells me he needed to cut the flaps off the time machine box. Puzzled, I asked, “Can’t you just fold the flaps inside the box?” He replied, “No because they poke me. And I can’t leave them out either because they will disrupt the space-time continuum during travel.”
Errrrrr … did my nine-year old just tell me he is worried about the space-time continuum? Yup, he sure did. Great moment! One for the books.
Ah, the first travel is always the hardest. I packed a lunch and a plastic, orange M-16 for my first trip. You just can’t ever be too prepared!