|I need one of these in my house.|
|No, wait, I need one of these in my house.|
|And I wouldn't mind having one of these, either.|
|The perpetrator was five feet tall and wore a striped cap.|
We went to the Lego exhibit, which was much calmer and more relaxing. The buildings were stunning.
|Frank Lloyd Wright wannabe (this week, anyway).|
|Spotted: The elusive American teenager skulking about the museum.|
|Cool! We can play Legos! We never get to do that at home. Where we have three giant bins full of them.|
Our excellent barf record was jinxed, as seen in (and probably because of) my previous post. Olivia had chicken strips at the restaurant we ate at and got a migraine that night. Probably MSG in the batter or something, but she's feeling all better, and the earth seems to be spinning back on it's axis now that we have barf in our lives again.