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Legoland


Saturday morning dawned cold and overcast and found us loading up the car for our drive to Legoland. This has been a much anticipated trip.  Arriving in Germany, still clinging to his barf-bag, Jack asked, "Can we go to Legoland tomorrow?"


This little piggie even made oinking noises. Appropriately, he is stationed beside the line to order food. 


 Peter was not happy about being on the back of a lego pig, but was not sure how to remedy the situation.


Attempting to poke him in the eye was not effective.


Gouging both eyes not effective either. Crying for mama did the trick.


 "Would you like more meat with your order of meat?" The German fare is definitely heavy on the meat! Those swirly sausages were on a stick, lollipop style.


Trying his best to remove the sword in the stone. King Arthur he is not.


The next goal: Bury Jack in the sand. It is a lot of fun, by the smiles on their faces.


One of my favorite lego creations in the park.



Did I mention that the menu was heavy on the meat?


I'm not sure what they are planning. I didn't know whether to feel safe or worried, until I saw the storm troopers riding the roller coasters! I think they are friendly.


Tony was most impressed with the likeness to Liam Neeson as Qui-Gon Jinn of the guy on the left.


Full scale model of the x wing fighter. Made with over 5 million legos.


See? I believe the storm troopers are friendly. They lovingly posed with our children.


We are now season pass holders, so until the next time, Auf Wiedersehen.
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  1. Billie JoApril 8, 2014 at 7:49 AM

    Fun!
    Loved the pictures...
    Glad it was a fun, family day! : )

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  2. RebekahApril 8, 2014 at 8:35 AM

    What a great place! Corban would be in heaven. :) How awesome that you have season passes!
    That elephant was AMAZING.
    We have a "Legoland" store a few hours away from us in Kansas City - it has a few indoor small rides and lots of cool activities, so I'm told. Hoping to take the kids there this year. But it's nothing like the scale of this.

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  3. Jamie JoApril 13, 2014 at 3:37 PM

    Wow! That was awesome!! I felt like we were right there with you!! (minus having to eat all that meat!-hahah) I'll have to show my son these pictures! And I think the guy looks like Liam, I had to click on it to look better at him!

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