Happy Birthday, Master Builder
We picked up our bags, bundled the Game Guru into his car seat, and headed off to the hospital. No hysterics; no panic; a stroll in the park really albeit one of us enjoyed it a lot less than the others, what with the contractions and all. We were pros at the birthing game. The attending doctor wasn’t.
Let me rephrase that. The attending doctor – young as he was – had experience in delivering babies but his attitude crossed the line to the unprofessional side. He was in a big hurry and wanted to expedite the delivery instead of letting it run its natural course. He obviously had something better to do with his time. The Librarian’s mood darkened by the minute and she gave the doctor an earful. Let’s just say the Librarian didn’t care if he hadn’t completed his Christmas shopping yet (I thought it was more along the lines of a nurse and a broom cupboard but that’s just the way my mind works.)
The replacement doctor was much better.
Eleven years later the Master Builder opens his birthday presents. His unrestrained happiness at receiving a huge Transformers set and yet more Lego is a joy to watch. At times like these it is easy to forget that Master Builder is high functioning autistic.
His enthusiasm continued unabated throughout the day as he absorbed the events: lunch at Whiteman Park, dinner at home and an ice cream from the Cold Rock ice creamery at Hillary’s beach.
The smile was still on his face when he went to bed to dream of Christmas just two sleeps away.
This transformers set…what one was it? I loved the original transformers when I was a kid. As rubbish they would look today compared to their updated brothers…I think I would still want to have that old style car or truck in my hand! It beat Star Wars figures every day of the week. Well, apart from the falcon…nothing beat that when I was a kid.
The Transformer is a rather large figure which is made up of several smaller Transformers: one each for the arms, legs and head. Each of the smaller Transformers has a vehicle mode so much fun to be had.
I agree with you that the Transformers figures beat the Star Wars figures; if only they could make a realistic, life size Leia…errr, perhaps, I’ve said too much. The Falcon, of course, was, and is, in a class of its own. I had a huge Falcon model kit when I was a teen; I spent many an hour putting it together. I wish I knew where it went.
Maybe the Falcon is being held hostage. You havent maybe thought about stealing someones car after finding out the ignition barrel is broken did you? Coz that could lead to a Falcon hostage situation you know…
I was just looking at the car, Sy, honest. Yeah, that’s it. Just looking. Now can I have my Falcon back?
What lovely posts you write about your kids Saucer:) Haven’t quite managed anything quite so sincere myself… still working up to a post on N0 1’s 18th just passed. 18 years of hell and no sign of him moving out. Darn it:)
Christmas Bdays are a pain though… No 1 is on 10th Dec and no 3 on Jan 6… I therefore spent the 5th fast tracking it around the English countryside on a search for any remaining Lego. Guess I should have bought it before Chrissy but you know how it is….. Well I dunno…you sound a tad more organised than me:)
Happy New Year!
Why, thank you, Mrs T. I appreciate your kind words.
My birthday is on the 1st, Master Builder’s is the 23rd, my youngest brother’s on the 25th, one of my nieces on the 30th. December is a really crazy month for this crazy Saucer and his long suffering wallet. (I only appear to be organized. :))
I’ll have to tell Master Builder about your intrepid Lego search. He’s gone on his own hunt having received gifts of money from several relatives so he’ll appreciate it, I’m sure.