Having grandchildren around is not the most intellectually stimulating event of the holiday season but it is certainly emotionally satisfying.
Imagine being attacked by a Lego spaceship with unlimited ammunition and only having the Space Tickle Monster to defend yourself. Add to that an inspiring version of O Holy NIght in the background and you have the day after Thanksgiving at my house.
I am not sure I won the battle but the spaceship captain has been distracted by parts falling off. He is celebrating an undeclared unilateral truce while he gets all the vital tech back in place. We had to search for an essential yellow star that had mysteriously disappeared. He was not satisfied with the suggestion that the Space Tickle Monster ate it and he claimed he had not eaten it either. Finally the Mysterious Space Muse made it appear in the middle of the rug and life when on. Whether the battle will continue or the spaceship will depart for parts unknown is still undecided.
If you never hear from me again, I lost the battle.
homo unius libri
Opus 2025-545: The Interlude
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That is great…you (and your grandkids) are so blessed!
ReplyDeleteI would have to agree with you.
DeleteGrace and peace,
Pumice