The delicious feast had barely been devoured in their little yellow tummies when the castros of bricktown celebrated the first day of december.
|the lego thanksgiving feast|
It was a beautiful day in Bricktown, as usual. Momma asked the kids what should be done on this fine bumpy day, and they excitedly shouted together "get a Christmas tree from old man wes's tree farm!". and so, daddy and momma smiled, and dug the bicycles out of the garage, and checked the tires for good measure, for lego bikes never have flat tires, and off they went, down Sunnybump lane to the edge of town.
|"What shall we do on this fine day?"|
At the edge of town, where Sunnybump lane ended, was the seasonal tree farm that old man wes and his wife owned. It was well known that the tree farm would open and sell all the trees to the Bricktown citizens that he hadn't sold to the big tree farm up in Bricksmeade, where many a seasonal traveller would pilgimmage to in the winter months. It was recognized by the telltale inflatable snowman, many years old, that even daddy and momma had photos with when they were just short legged minifigs. It was a big deal in Bricktown. The citizens loved to support the locals, and they all loved old man wes like he was their own grandfather.
Right away, the little bricklets found maggie & moo, the pups old man wes had since they were abandoned on the frozen mountain pass to Bricksmeade one cold Christmas eve night.
Meanwhile, momma found the perfect tree, and was calling old man wes over to cut it down and load it up for a special delivery.
|"This is the ONE!"|
|"Momma! Evan is on the truck!"|
|"look momma! No hands!"|
|"CalypsoJane! Get DOWN from there, you silly kitty!"|
The tree was beautiful, and perfect, as all things in Bricktown usually are.
The family stood, hand in hand, singing softly a ballad of joy, peace, and hope for the coming winter months.
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