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lego redelivery

On December 16 I placed an order from lego.com for some Christmas presents for the boys. On December 17 I received notice that my order had shipped. I'd chosen standard shipping and hoped it would arrive in time for Christmas.

Christmas came and went but the order from Lego didn't. Finally, on Sunday, I checked the tracking number online.

UPS claimed the package was delivered at 5:14 pm on December 23 and left at the front door.

I got all prickly and pissed. I thought back to Tuesday. That's the day Mom got here. I was home all day. By 5:14 we were all here. My whole family, plus two dogs who bark like the Bumpass hounds whenever the doorbell rings.

So Dave called UPS and discovered the package had been delivered to the wrong address. They dispatched a driver to the wrong address and he brought the package to the right address.


He brought the package to the right address, to one happy boy.


That happy boy calls his dad to tell him the package came.


That happy boy put those capable hands to work assembling The Emergency Room, from Lego Spongebob.


I sort the pieces, and he puts them together.


Happy boy.

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auntie m said…
Just look at those long, nimble fingers.
6:17 AM
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