In a stroke of innovation she went ahead and improvised her own Legos. It really is ingenious because she used the one medium that will always be in supply in a house full of girls.
The Rose-bud has definitely moved into a higher level of rambunctiousness. Don't believe this face.
In an unrelated story:
Last night I was working on a project and I got out our seldom-used iron. I didn't realize how seldom-used until Rocky came in this morning and said, with kind of disgust in her voice, "Mom, what is an iron doing in our house?" She thought that some evil elf monster had snuck it in while we were sleeping. That story was more probably in her mind than that I would actually be doing some ironing.