Yeah. He hadn't even made it in the door before she was telling him this:
"It's raining out a little bit and I think maybe we could get out those blocks you have somewhere."
So then this happened:
And this happened:
And a whole lot of this happened:
I had to forcibly remove the two of them - meaning my husband and daughter - to come eat dinner. And then again at bedtime.
Matt described opening up his Lego collection as "The day Joy came back"
I'd agree. So now the Legos have completely taken over our dining room. The table has been relegated to our main building surface, and we're currently working on a giant waterfall with two castles.
|"I'm not mocking your buiding abilities. I'm mocking your decision making process." - Matt on my AWESOME vehicle.|
|These would be what was left of our Margarita pitcher poured into our children's cups so that we could bring them home for some drinking and lego-ing. Best. Idea. Ever. Also I brought mine with me into Target.|
We showed some restraint and only came home with one very small princess duplo set for our daughter. She hasn't opened it yet but I think it should be possible for her to read the instructions and put it together with a little help.
I also have a feeling that Santa is going to be very good to her Lego-wise.
The joy is back.