The Legos and I are battling. We have a large basket full of various pieces and parts. I dumped the basket and went through each and every piece. I pulled out anything that was not legally tied to the Lego family, which included Erector set pieces, Lincoln Log pieces, blocks, and other sundries.
I feel sorry for the Lego people, some without heads, some without legs, and some heads without bodies. I tried to rescue as many as I could, though I am certain I was not able to rescue everyone. I’m not sure when I’ll get around to marrying the people parts together, perhaps before Christmas 2013.
We go to church on Sundays. Uniforms are not required for church. Perhaps, because the boys wear the same thing to school every day (maroon shirt with school logo and khaki or blue pants), they find it easier to wear the same outfit to church every Sunday. I don’t know.
All I know is the fact that though the boys can choose between three different colored shirts in their wardrobe to wear to church, they consistently wear the same thing. Though I would dress the boys in similar outfits when they were younger, I have since stopped. I like the fact they choose to be alike on their own accord. Continue reading
I confess, this picture was not taken this year. Please, hear me out a minute. Friday night is Family Movie Night, and our boys picked a Lego movie. When all was said and done with the day, I was too tired to take a new picture for day 126. As a result, I pulled an appropriate shot from my reserves. Cheers! Continue reading
The phone rings. I check caller ID before determining whether or not I will answer the call.
“Is it true Joe has a $100 Lego set?” My neighbor asks.
“Um. Well.” I stammer. “Charlie does.”
We have boys. Boys love Legos. I work from home. Boys make noise. Legos quieten boys. Legos are expensive. I will work for Legos. Continue reading