Here I am with my nose to the floor, pulling up vents, frantically searching for a single piece of the Lego set we opened not two hours ago, searching for the goggles that clip to the helmet of the Anakin Skywalker that’s sitting there waiting in the model of the Naboo fighter he flew to victory in
The Phantom Menace. Rowan, as usual, couldn’t care less, which only makes me angrier and that much more determined to restore this tiny bit of integrity to the once perfect set before it loses everything to the general chaos of the brick bin.
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ABC Wednesday.
For the month of July, the members of Exquisite Corpse are writing 100 words a day on each letter of the alphabet in turn.
ReplyDeleteYes, the small stuff is tough to lose.
ReplyDeleteROG, ABC Wednesday team
It's hard when you lose something and you can't find it.
ReplyDeleteMy letter L, please come and see.
It's been a while since the Legos were out of the box in our house but I do remember well all the teeny, tiny pieces. I like your close-up view of the missing goggles.
ReplyDeleteLet go of the perfect Legos!
ReplyDeleteHelenMac
ABCWednesdayTeam
What annoys us is not always in proportion to size ;)
ReplyDeletethe photograph suggest you found it finally! phew..
ReplyDeleteOh I know the chaos of the brick bin!
ReplyDeletei recently encountered Legos in airshow, it was quite nostlagic to find the lost childhood with it.
ReplyDeleteI've done exactly that sooooo many times with lego - grrrrrrrrrr
ReplyDeleteTen years later and I'm still finding little pieces of legos around my house! Thanks for visiting my ABC...
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ReplyDeleteI can understand your frustration...we have all been there!
ReplyDeletexxx
The piece that's missing is always the most important.
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