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summer busy

june is fading into the fireworks which announce the beginning of july and make everyone say something like, "where is this summer going?"  how can it be july already?

i guess summer flies by - at least for us - because we stay very "summer busy."  summer busy is different than regular busy.  regular busy means that there are a million of things you have to do, many of which you would rather not do.  but summer busy is when you are busy taking trips to grandparents houses and going to the zoo and to robotics camp and swim lessons and somewhere in there you have to fit playing with legos and putting together a puzzle.  while i still have a million things i have to do, i am glad that my schedule lightens a bit in the summer so that i can enjoy some 'summer busy' with my family.  here is some of what they've been up to the last few days.

here you have one of Caedmon's newest projects.  he is making colonial style shops out of legos.  this, for example, is the blacksmith shop, complete with hot coals in the hearth, barrels of water for cooling the metal, and all the necessary tools and equipment.


 Jackson, however, has been working on something a bit more modern: a pizza shop.  he nailed the color scheme, and plenty of details, including menus, pizza dough, a fountain drink dispenser, and more.  the roof comes off to show the inside.  the place even has central air, as you can see on the roof.


rain sometimes means getting out a puzzle.  so we busted out this one from white mountain puzzle company (which we love).  it features tons of old cereals, and at 500 pieces of various sizes (some large ones for the youngest, mid-sized ones for the middle, and small ones for the rest of us), it was only about 90-120 minutes to complete.  fun!



and Caedmon is still working on his colonial shops.  he made a tack shop for horses, a wig maker's shop, and this gunsmith shop pictured above.

and that, friends, is 'summer busy.'  it's the best.

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