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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Poop and legos just don't mix....

I hate legos.....I LOATHE them...I want to make a giant bonfire out of legos and dance naked around it. I didn't know it was possible to hate plastic bricks, but alas, I've managed to do so!! Friggin devil toys.

They're everywhere!! All over the living room, all over the kitchen, in the bathroom, in my car, in Little Miss Presley's diaper...YEAH. AGAIN. My daughter is huddin' blue chunks and they're not blueberries!!....Holy sweet mother of pearl why can't people give my kids normal gifts???? Or books?! Books would be AMAZING! Babies don't swallow and crap books!

And as much as I would love to get rid of these useless pieces of over priced plastic I can't. Ughhh. Because of course, Mason LOOOOOVES them. He plays with them for HOURS, and being that he's a total crackhead ADHD it's such a great outlet for him. He creates the most elaborate designs and structures...they really are pretty radical...and then Boogie comes and tears them apart, does a little river dance on them, and throws them around like he has beads on a float at Mardi Gras and the ladies are flashing their ta-tas.

So, I've come up with a plan....if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Right?

I've decided that I'm going to mold and cultivate Mason's love of lego's and make some money make a career out of it. Who knows...maybe one day he'll be an engineer. Or an architect! And if that fails at least he'll be able to make really cool crap like this that I can sell on Ebay...

{Blows my mind...flippin' amazing!}{My fav of the bunch....}


{Lady Liberty a la Jedi style. RADICAL!}

{Artist's rendition of the rebirth of New Orleans. Speechless.}

{Yeah folks. That's a cello....and it WORKS!}

So that's it...I'm throwing in the proverbial towel. He can have his flippin' legos and I'll deal with it encourage his artist passion. But in the meanwhile I'm just going to focus on keeping the legos out of Little Miss Presley's bowels and in the toy bin instead.

{All pictures of creations via brickartist.com by artist Nathan Sawaya. Bad arse!}