A Visit from Peep and Stitch
Last Sunday I got a call from my Dad telling me that he and Stitch were coming for a three or four day visit. 
I don't know who was the most excited...Michael or Ella. Michael couldn't wait for him to get her because he was going to be bringing the battleship...all eight million pieces ...small, tiny , minuscule pieces.
The are the directions...written with very small print and some of them were even in Japanese. We had another experience putting ships together that we learned from...thank you Emmy...color coding works.
This is the official work station. Each green rectangle contained literally hundreds of pieces. We finally got smart and had Michael find all our small paintbrushes.
Every waking moment we were working on the battleship. Michael was a slave driver. If we hadn't worked on it together ever day, we would have not finished in three day. I never dreamed we would finish.
If we were taking a break, Michael was working on it all alone. He even came upstairs to let me know that I had put a piece in the wrong place. And I checked and he was totally correct.
Here is the finished piece of work. We have decided the next model we are going to do will be one that snaps. Michael seems to think that we are going to take the battleship along when we go canoeing this summer.
Michael just couldn't stand leaving the battleship in the basement to dry. He would have nothing but to have the ship in his room to dry. It was so hard to keep his hands off it. He and Luke got in a little hot water...something about jumping on the bed while holding the battleship.
Michael had never asked to take a both. But I can could at least twenty times in the last 24 hours that he has begged to take a both. We have only lost two small pieces...not to bad.
I don't know who was the most excited...Michael or Ella. Michael couldn't wait for him to get her because he was going to be bringing the battleship...all eight million pieces ...small, tiny , minuscule pieces.
The are the directions...written with very small print and some of them were even in Japanese. We had another experience putting ships together that we learned from...thank you Emmy...color coding works.
This is the official work station. Each green rectangle contained literally hundreds of pieces. We finally got smart and had Michael find all our small paintbrushes.
Every waking moment we were working on the battleship. Michael was a slave driver. If we hadn't worked on it together ever day, we would have not finished in three day. I never dreamed we would finish.
If we were taking a break, Michael was working on it all alone. He even came upstairs to let me know that I had put a piece in the wrong place. And I checked and he was totally correct.
Here is the finished piece of work. We have decided the next model we are going to do will be one that snaps. Michael seems to think that we are going to take the battleship along when we go canoeing this summer.
Michael just couldn't stand leaving the battleship in the basement to dry. He would have nothing but to have the ship in his room to dry. It was so hard to keep his hands off it. He and Luke got in a little hot water...something about jumping on the bed while holding the battleship.
Michael had never asked to take a both. But I can could at least twenty times in the last 24 hours that he has begged to take a both. We have only lost two small pieces...not to bad.
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