Our first born recently re-discovered Legos.
When she scored above her grade level for her SRI (reading comprehension), I gave in and treated her to a whopping $20 shopping spree at Target to buy Legos. She was so excited to have her first female Lego character, and said that she chose it because it reminded her of me.
I am touched. Flattered, mind you.
I do need to say that, for the record, I am a brunette with highlights (not a redhead; Arguably, a golden brunette with lowlights?). It would all depend on the time of day, and my mood for that month. Yes, I have mood hair. There are things that I have to hide with hair color.
I also feel the need to address the outfit. I do not own a kimono-style sweater.
OK, let me rephrase that - I do own a pink cashmere kimono sweater, but have not had the opportunity to wear it out of the house since I bought it maybe 4 years ago. Okay, 5 years ago. Because it was an impulse buy. And, I promise to wear it as soon as I shed the final xx lbs that I need to shed. Promise.
F, did you need a pink kimono-style sweater? Anyone?
The female does realistically depict the wavy hair that I have been trying to tame for the last 28 years (to no avail). I look at my kids and am happy that they are not in the same predicament. They inherited the nice thick mane of the male Lego character who appears beside the female throughout this post.
Which brings me to this male character, who my daughter sees as the replica of her father, none other than the Hunky Hunk of Burning Love (a.k.a HH).
Notice the muscle shirt, and that smirk. Those capture him perfectly. Except that he does not really wear muscle shirts, but he does have that smirk.
Something about those quiet brooding types...
Luv,
Lease
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