Jonathan's birthday is coming up, and he told me what he really wants: a real Boba Fett costume, from the local costume store. (Perhaps it was Jango Fett, or Olive Fett, or some other miscellaneous Fett. I lost track of the Star Wars characters once inflation set in and Episode 1 became Episode 4.)
I expressed my surprise, because he had already created wonderful costumes—headgear and jetpacks—for himself and his siblings, out of cereal boxes, styrofoam cups, and pipe cleaners.
"I am only creative," he replied, "because I don't have what I want."
Bingo.
There, from the mouth of a six-year-old, is the driving force behind innovation.
Brilliant! I love it.
I sure am enjoying seeing your comments pop up in random places, Monica. No longer can I assume that a comment to an older post must be spam. :)
