|Guess which creation is mine.|
The big boys are old enough now that we can actually play games and do more interesting things. We are huge fans of Uno up in here, unless the toddler is "playing" with us, which is a nightmare for everyone. Another thing I can usually be convinced to play is Legos. The boys have gotten a few of those little sets where they build a car or firetruck or helicopter, but most of our Legos are mine from my childhood, and some are my brother's which means they are super duper old.
I saved the big case of Legos for when we moved and I needed to buy some time to unpack and organize. It worked! The boys all love them! I never, never, would have let my big boys play tiny Legos at 2, but by the third kid a mom is worn out and as long as they aren't pestering me or in too much danger, most things are fine!
On Thursday morning #3 asked me to play Legos with him, so I got to work on a house. It actually took me a long time to dig around and find the right roof pieces and all the shutters. The roof caved in about 6 times while I was working on it. Apparently architecture and engineering were not my calling, as I thought for maybe 15 minutes in college. I was pretty proud of my work when I was done, so we all lined up our creations and took a picture.
My glory lasted around 29 seconds and they were kicking it and breaking it all apart. Life with boys, man. I was pretty mad about it though, because I wanted to show #1 when he got home. He would have been impressed with my roof line, I think.