Last year, since he was in the 2nd/3rd grade split class, Sebastian attempted to build the Fremont Bridge. We tried with candy, we tried to make something out of hardware store materials, we pretty much failed. Fortunately, he wasn't required to turn anything in, but the bridge has lived in the back of my head ever since - something to look forward to with fear and trepidation.
So on Saturday we decided to visit Scrap, a local re-use store, and we found tons of good material for next to nothing. Seb decided to downsize from the Fremont to the Morrison bridge, and we both managed to work through our respective feelings of fear/anxiety/frustration/incompetence to visualize what might work. And then on Sunday, to my astonishment, he brought all of his materials into the living room and requested that we work on it. Two weeks ahead of time! I was delighted, and we started taping, gluing, cutting, and painting. I mostly let Sebastian do everything and he did a great job. I know there will be bridges on display that clearly show the efforts of their engineering/designing parents, but I'm proud that we managed to get through to a completed bridge - he's happy and proud of his design, and I am too.