Lego my Lego

It was recently the 100^th day of school.  So, he had to decorate what looked like a gingerbread man to look like he was 100 years old.

He had some help.

He wanted the man to have red shoes.  Hip old man he is.   Well, except for the fact he is wearing draw string pants.

Mama didn't read the directions too well.  I just told him to make him look old.  Turns out it should be a 100 year old version of himself.  Thank goodness he made his eyes blue.  Thank goodness we didn't put a dress on him.

He is doing so well in school lately.  I guess the bribes are working.  We tell him he can have a prize if he does well, and the only thing he wants is Star Wars Legos.  And...here’s the problem.  Have you priced these things lately?  Good grief!  It’s like Lego and Star Wars ganged up and said, "Let’s make an experiment out of this.  Let’s price a set at $75 and see if these idiots buy it.”  And damn if the people did.  And here I am in this predicament. 

Hello ebay.

So the dining room is Lego World.  Who needs a formal dining room anyway?

And the fighting has begun.  Jesse wants to help.  Jonah doesn’t want her near.  The pink and purple legos we bought for her help some, but not all the time.

The kids are constantly bickering back and forth, and Jonah is constantly asking us to help him find a piece.    And...these instructions are giving me headaches.  Calgon take me away!

But the look on his face when he completes one is worth all of this.

You've worked hard Jonah.  We are so proud of you.  And yes, sometimes she gets on your nerves, but at the end of the day...it's always better when we're together.  We love you.