Why do I have to break up fights about heads?

"I want my head back"
"Please give me back my head"
"mooooommm, he has my head"

That is what I awoke to yesterday morning.

It was early, I hadn't had my morning coke and they were arguing over a head.

A Lego head, just in case you are wondering.

That is what little boys fight over.

UB doesn't understand the concept of trading and AB takes advantage of it. Even if they are just playing, AB takes it out of context and tries to make UB think that he gave it to him.

AB did do the right thing and gave his brother his head back. Heads, good grief. Never did I think I was going to be in the middle of a fight about heads.

Life with kids.

So here are a few pictures of some of the heads and bodies I found. They are all scattered all over in different places in the house so not all of them were there for the family photo.

Some are getting ready for dinner while the others are left to starve.
This poor chump is saying "where is my body mate?" But he can't see that his friend has no legs.

And I really don't want to know what's going on here. It seems to me that Darth and his compadres are getting ready for a manly dinner.

But wait, what's that on the table? A head? Or a hair piece? I guess it's up to your imagination.

My baby turns 5 today

Watch out people! There's a new Sheriff in town and he's 5 today!

We went to go buy UB's present yesterday, because I like to wait until the last minute. No, because Hubster has been working a lot lately and I just hadn't been able to go. Plus, I do like to wait until the last minute. That way if the boys change their minds on what they want for their birthday, I don't have to worry about it.

My friend went with us and she helped distract UB while AB and I purchased the gift, then went to put it in the car. I know that AB was excited about UB's birthday, but good grief, I made a mistake in letting him help me.

He didn't tell his brother what we bought him, but he kept telling him that he knew what it was. When we get home, AB wanted to know when we could wrap the present. He asked and asked until I finally got it through to him that when UB was in the shower, then we could do it.

The minute UB was in the shower, AB started saying "It's time to wrap mom, It's time to wrap".
Nothing I could do but get up from trying to relax and go wrap the gift. Then came the problem of where to put the gift. AB found a good hiding place and then proceeded to tell UB that it was in a specific location.

This morning, they woke up at 7am. Yippee for me. Hear the excitement in my voice?
UB wanted to know when he could open his gift. AB was telling him where the gift was. I got up to find this.

Now, I can hardly be mad when two brothers who fight a lot, sit quietly together on the couch acting like they love each other.

When dad got dressed, UB opened his present and this is what he got.

As I type these words, Darth Vadar or Darth Maul or Darth somebody and the Imperial something or other are waiting for me to build their ship that consists of 400 and some pieces.

I'm sure ya'll know what I'll be doing in between school lessons today. Playing Lego!!!

Let the lego adventure begin

The boys got some Lego's for Christmas and they needed help building them. Daddy had to go back to work so I helped. We built both sets. Each had over 430 pieces. I was starting to see double by the time I finished Underwear Boys. But the ships got built and they played with them a little last night.

That is how I spend my afternoon yesterday. Making my boys happy by building their Lego ships. There were so many pieces that I dreamt about Lego's invading my house last night. Wait, that's already happened.

When you come to our house, you'd better have shoes on or else the tiny little Lego's will invade the space in between your toes. And if you decide to wrestle with the boys on your knees, you might want to wear knee pads or else you'll have a tatoo of a Lego piece on your knee. Don't worry if you kick a Lego piece under the couch, it will eventually be found by the vacuum cleaner.

I need to get a sign at our door that reads:
"Warning, enter at your own risk. Lego invasion occurring"

or

"If you want to enter our house,
be prepared for a joust.
The Lego knights are all around,
waiting to get you on the ground.
So don't be afraid to come on in,
your Lego adventure will soon begin."