I take great comfort in the fact that I have my very own Burrow here at home with me. Sure, it is made of Legos, but it is fun and wonky and whimsical-- just like the *real* deal.
What makes my Lego Burrow even more special, is the memory I have of putting it together, piece by piece, with some of my favorite people. My brother and sister-in-law gifted me the set for Christmas, as soon as I unwrapped the gift, it went straight from the under the tree to on top of the kitchen table. The four of us laughed and bickered and played for hours as the Burrow came together, one bit at a time. We wore wooly things, and ate home-baked goodies, and the whole day was, well... magical!
|Here's our set up... Let the magic begin!|
|Kitchen sink and Piggy both get homes|
|First floor done|
|My picture of Jason's picture of the Burrow|
|Having a moment with Harry|
|Although Harry loved The Burrow like the home he never had, at times he couldn't help but be reminded of the tiny cupboard under the stairs ...|
|Ginny hates the "Bellatrix-burns-the burrow-scene" more than anything|
|Getting bored with normal play...|
|Everyone enjoying a cuppa|
|The movie version of our project|