Coleman has finished his Death Star Lego project (with a little help from Dad). It had 3417 pieces, my own personal idea of torture. It took them a little less than two months to build. Incredibly, they had only one 'oops' moment when an entire section fell off. Now, without this massive distraction, maybe his father can get our taxes done.
Just looking at this section gives me a headache! Everything is gray! How in the world are you supposed to tell one piece from another?
He's very proud. Yes, the box says 16+, but what about 36-year-olds?
Literally 2 minutes after finishing, he got out the set from his birthday (an over 1000 piece StarWars ship) and said, "Ok, back to work."
I DO NOT get it, but I know some of you do (right, Dylan?)