He's like Legos...

my interest in him is building

I don't know what to make of him

sticks to his own kind

It was the little people who made him a success

I just wanted a little structure and he snapped

was a mess after mom kicked the bucket

I build him up just to tear him down

He and I just clicked.

I set him up with my daughter

I made him what he is today

I made a home with him

He has a masculine and a feminine side

Connecting with him was a snap

well-connected

I'm sick of picking him up off the floor

when the kids left, a little piece of him was lost

everything I've built with him has fallen apart

He's been known to choke kids

his connections helped him become something

I tried to make something out of him

I can imagine great things with him

He started from the ground up

I really have to push him to keep it together

I laughed at his tiny parts

I complete him

relies on children as assembly workers

He needed someone to help him get it all together

Has both male and female parts

I've designed an entire fantasy world around him

stuck on himself

Really had my kids thinking outside the box

There were so many possibilities with him.

he and I created a monster

I tried to be a perfect little homemaker for him

Once we got things sorted, we could start over

just a mess after a day with the kids

A real boy toy

Impressed with himself

He fell to pieces when I dumped him

He was in bad shape but he snapped out of it

I made it with him

he played right into my hands

He shaped up to be a man

known to snap very easily

I was alarmed to see him in my sons diaper.

He spent most of his life in the closet

He can be a bit of a blockhead

Twelve steps may not be enough for him

I had to piece it together for him.

He was a mess when I found him, a man when I left.

he's building bridges with my kids

He was joined by my son and daughter

he's just a boy toy to me

Snaps when you put pressure on him

I took him apart, piece by piece

I tore down his facade piece by piece