Why I hate Legos:
Because it's 4:00 am when I am up for the 3rd time to pee and suddenly I'm screaming, "OW! OW! OW! What the *&%#@ did I just step on?" Yes. I used a bad word.
Why does The Boy have all of these new Legos?
I spent my life's savings for a giant cookie from Publix for his school party yesterday earlier in the day. Thus, the sparsely decorated Haagen-Dazs bar later that night. I recognize from looking at the above photo that some things never change from year to year. Like that look...
And the fact that we will be attending yet another Monster Jam for his never ending birthday celebration. The Artist is even coming down for the occasion and The Boy and I are going to embarrass The Artist by dressing in head to toe cammo for the birthday event. The Genius even crocheted The Boy a cammo scarf and got us pit passes. If you have to ask what a pit pass is you probably would not want to attend Monster Jam.
I'm still waiting for my cammo scarf. hint
And yes. This also means you will be enduring photos like this one:
And this one:
Lucky for you I can't find 2009.