Chicago's crappy weather has made it possible for me to be enough of a Troglodyte to keep after this stupid basement project. Grey, windy, cold = sorting, sanitizing and toting 40 more boxes of junk.
And today, my friends, I do believe I am closer to the finish line.
But with one small snag, which sounded like this:
Daughter: "Whatcha doing?"
Me: "Washing Duplos."
D: "You mean big Legos?"
Me: "Exactly. And I found a cute plastic container to hold them so we can give them to Zach for his birthday."
D: ~silence~
M: "Hello?"
D: "Can't you keep them at your house?"
M: "Why can't we keep them at your house?"
D: "We have so many here. Why don't you keep them there and Zach can play with them at your house?"
M: "But he's not over here very much."
D: "I'll take him over more often."
I think my birthday toy plans (and depleting the basement crap levels at the same time) have been derailed.
Time for my secret weapon:
One can never have too many horses.
Did I mention there's a stable that goes with these?
4 comments:
Are those combs and brushes for "My Little Ponies"? And why do I even know to ask that?!
Yes! The combs were comingled with the Duplos. Score for the My Little Ponies, who were in a previous post.
Congrats on getting closer to the finish line, condolences on your birthday present plans! Sounded like a great idea to me - but then our daughter uses some of those same words when I try to give her something from our basement!
DJC
4 twenty-somethings at my house. Not one remembered Duplos!
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