But as Christmas time came around, the boys never waivered. Not even for a moment. They marched right up to Santa, scampered up onto his lap, and explained in great detail just how much they wanted the Lego Architecture Robie House set. I knew it was over their heads, but what mother doesn't want to make their children's little Christmas dreams magically come true? Jon held fast and insisted it would be a waste of money and we'd all be frustrated within minutes. It was a true Christmas dilemma.
And that is where Auntie Tara stepped in. She had the opportunity to make all of the boys dreams come true, and with the help of my 30% discount at Barnes and Noble, she did just that. The looks on their little faces when they opened that box was priceless. As have been the last five days watching Jon and the boys build their Lego Robie House. I would have paid a million dollars if I had known what these last five days would be like. The boys have placed every piece on their very own. Every. Single. Piece. All 2,276 of them. Jon laid out the pieces for each step and then sat back while the boys navigated the directions and figured out where each and every piece went. Then their little fingers securely placed each brick in its rightful place. All day long, day after day after day, the boys worked their little hearts out. Jon had the forethought to take photos after every step- adding a monumental task onto an already monumental task. But I'm glad he did.
Because you never under estimate your bird dog. Or your four year olds.
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