The Architect Returns: Tacklerism Tuesday

My almost 4 year old son has many recurring obsessions: Buzz Lightyear, Cars, trains, and torturing his sister.

Lately, another old favorite has surged to the surface: The Architect.

The Architect first made his appearance when Lil Diva was learning to crawl.  The Tackler would wait for me to set her on the floor, then form a wall of toys around her so she could play with them.  It was adorable and cute until Lil Diva became pissed off because he wouldn’t let her leave his carefully constructed chaotic castle.

And now The Architect is back.

I watched as, in under two minutes, my only slightly messy family room transformed into a giant gauntlet with every pillow, blanket, large toy, and chair my son gathered into a haphazard fortress.

And if I dared “go Godzilla” and “borrow” or relocate a vital piece of the wall so I could actually walk through the hallway to my kitchen??? Instant Freak Out or Meltdown.

Meanwhile, Lil Diva flip-flopped between loving the “houses” to trying to jail break out of them.

I occasionally interrupted with sage wisdom by shouting, “We don’t put the microwave on your sister’s head.”

Just your typical daily dance with chaos.

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About Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos

Kelly K has learned the five steps to surviving of motherhood: 1) Don't get mad. Grab your camera. 2) Take a photograph. 3) Blog about it. 4) Laugh. 5) Repeat. She shares these tales at Dances with Chaos in order to preserve what tiny amount of sanity remains. You can also find her on her sister blog, Writing with Chaos (www.writingwithchaos.com) sharing memoir and engaging in her true love: fiction writing. It's cheaper than therapy.
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11 Responses to The Architect Returns: Tacklerism Tuesday

  1. auntbethany says:

    I used to build forts, too, but had no younger sibling to craft them around…just my trusty dog, who was forced to spend time in my “arctic hideaway” as we hid from “ninjas and pirates.” Yep. Together. Ninjas and pirates. They’re a force to be reckoned with. Great post!

    • I love it: the arctic hideaway with ninjas and pirates. 🙂 If nothing else, our children remind us how The Imagination is a remarkable thing – and a great source of entertainment.

      What didn’t make an appearance in this post, is The Architect’s nemesis: The Destructors. Performed by The Tackler, with cameos by Lil Diva.

      Thanks for reading and commenting!

  2. marinasleeps says:

    I have learned to tolerate these little building ventures. But as soon as I see them lose interest, its reassembled and put away. Or I will freak out.

    • My house would drive you quite insane then. I just don’t have the energy to fight it anymore – but we do try to put everything back before bedtime.

      The issue is when I require use of a major segment of his “wall” that he does not wish to part with…

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  4. LindsayK says:

    Microwave on the sister’s head is like a classic move, though. Sheesh, Mom.

  5. Paige Morgan says:

    Careful the Architect may move to the Jailor, like my son. When walls weren’t enough he used his karate belts and toy handcuffs, we had to take those things away… 😉

    • Given how much I have discovered our children are alike, I have every certainty he will hit The Jailor phase, probably at an early age (that whole overachiever thing).

      The more I hear, the more I wonder why people insist “it gets easier.”

      Unless I can be The Jailor… Hmmm.

  6. You don’t mess with a child’s fort. Ever. He’s got a vision of this structure in his head that we cannot even begin to comprehend.

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