It was only a matter of time before the MagnaTiles stopped creating cathedrals, schools and small villages, and were relegated to the world of parking facilities. Now they join the other esteemed toys that fall into this category…the Lego’s, the Tinker Toys, the lines of the hardwood floors, the toe kicks under the kitchen cabinets. Anything and everything in this house that can be ordered into some sort of slot system, will find itself occupied by a car. She once even created an amoeba shaped lot that was bounded by a set of Mardi Gras beads. Tonight we had a lovely single level garage, with a winding road that would give the Road to Hana a run for its money.
if she doesn’t become a civil engineer, she could always lay out shopping malls (I looked at this one and wondered if we spent too much time at the Galleria in her formative months)
such order, such symmetry…it must be new urbanism
early layouts when the total number of cars she owned did not have triple digits