My son walks and talks Lego. He lives for Lego. He's probably dreaming of Lego as I write this.... if it wasn't for his going to bed delay tactics... yes mom, just 'cleaning up' the Lego.....
If he could eat the stuff... well, life would be perfect.
There was food at the Lego show... but not of the edible sort.. well, unless you're into plastic...
and this....
poutine.
yeah
ok...
Well, if you can't eat it... maybe you can build it to help you eat...
Sadly, I don't have the counter space for this contraption.
Now if only I could inspire my son to invent a Lego room cleaner.
One that doesn't take an hour to
GET TO BED!
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