They made their own Jedi characters. I’m letting them battle until someone loses an eye.
Guess which twin brothers were featured on the hastily-designed cover of the Xeroxed brochure for the district’s after school activities program? Here’s a hint: Their names rhyme with Riot and Boom.
Can we count this as a first modeling gig?
The boys didn’t have school yesterday, so my wife filled their day with random activities, including duck watching.
While I was battling the plague all weekend, my wife took the boys to LA’s Skirball Center for Lego Day. They saw professional Lego displays and got to build their own creations (each built a spaceship, of course) and they even got their own minifigs.
It sucks being sick.
If you want to feel pure parental frustration, try teaching twin 5-year-old boys that miniature golf is not hockey.
This is how we spent the afternoon. (And we explored some caves along the shoreline.)
This is winter in California.
I want to play the drums.
And I want to play guitar.
Are you going to be a rockstar, Boone?
I'm going to be a rockstar, too. Can we be in a band together?