Ok, I’m going to beg apologies right off the bat.
I’m about to toot my own horn here. Pat myself on the back. Give myself a giant chocolate-chip cookie. Award myself the trophy. Ride on the float in a ticker-tape parade.
But it is my blog, so here it is: I rock at Legos.
Not too long ago Julia begged me to play with some of Emily’s Legos, so I pulled out the bin of random pieces my awesome brother gave her years ago. She stuck random pieces together, and I built a model of Emily’s room. Boo-yah.
To prove my awesomeness to the world – actually, just so that I’ve officially documented this for Emily’s sake – I took photos of her room on a rarer-than-a-sasquatch-sighting day when I could actually see the floor, and posted those here next to the Lego replicas I made.
Here’s her bedroom:
Starting at the bottom left corner and working clockwise, the model features her desk and the dresser we decoupaged (complete with her hermit crab cage & hermit crab)…
…her nightstand, stuffed animal-covered bed, and bookshelves…
…and the toybox my dad built for her when she was born.
Obviously, it’s not to scale, and obviously it’s not an exact replica, but I think it’s pretty darn good, considering Lego doesn’t have heart-shaped IKEA print bedpreads or animal-print girly-colored bricks.
It appears that Emily agrees with me… later I went back to her room to find she did this:
Is it okay to toot my horn again? 😛