A couple of weeks ago, my son was sitting in his room, at his desk, with a box over his head. It appeared he was trying to do his homework, but with the box on his head, I couldn't quite be sure.
"Bubba, what are you doing, and why is there a box on your head?" I asked.
"I'm doing my homework, Mama," he answered. "Hold on while I figure out the answer."
I looked over his shoulder and saw that he was doing some math problems. I also saw that the box was cut out in such a way that there was an opening for his face, and spaces cut out so it could sit comfortably on his shoulders. It was an elaborate concoction.
After a few seconds of staring at the math problem, Bubba took a pencil and started scribbling on the inside of his box. I watched quietly, trying to figure out what the kid was doing. When he was done, he wrote the answer to the problem on his paper.
"Okay, Bubba. What was that all about?"
He grinned. "This is my thinking cap. It's helping me do my homework!"