A wooden train, my kingdom for a wooden train

In other news, I have now managed the ability to transform Bumblebee back into a Chevy Camaro. The Transformers that transforms into a jet fighter and a Hummer not so much, I am sure bits are missing. The toy that looks like an explosion in a plastics factory with a pair of googly eyes is beyond me, all I can transform it into is a pile of plastic bits and a pair of googly eyes. Then Gage comes along and informs me; “Grandpa, that’s not a Transformer that’s a Legos Bionicle!”

A Bion-i-what?

What happened to wooden trains and a lump of wood shaped like a tommy gun?

Transformers or booby traps for grandpa

Carolyn texted me that she is in Target with her friend Nancy and did I want anything, I asked her to get the Transformers movie, the grand kids love Transformers and I figured I could use the movie to bribe them or reward them for good behavior.

I have tried candy, but that effect is short-lived, it turns them into something resembling raging maniacal short people on crack!

But for loving Transformers, they seem to keep leaving the toys all over the floor. Poor grandpa gets up in the middle of the night to relieve his aging bladder and ends up stepping on the blasted things. I’m getting to where I can tell which Transformer I am stepping on in the dark.

Yeah, Carolyn got both of the Transformers movies.

Transformer or Rubiks Cube I’m stumped

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Gage our grand son who is almost four came out of the kid’s room all bleary eyed, his was fighting sleep and finding any excuse to get up. Rubbing his eyes he hands me his Bumblebee Transformer toy,

“Grandpa, can you make Bumblebee turn into a car?”

“Er, no not really, this thing is beyond me, I’m an old fogey I’ll probably break it.”

Gage shakes his head and takes the toy back and with a few flicks of the wrist has Bumblebee back into a Chevy Camaro and walks back off into the bedroom.

I wonder if the kid can do a Rubiks Cube, I am no good at those things either.