My role: the organizer.
His role: the boss, the engineer.
He would call out a lego part (we had our own names for the pieces, of course), and I would quickly grab the part and pass it to him. We fell into our roles as if no time passed. Actually, we were 30 and 31, respectively. We didn't care.
- I would always be Daddy's favorite daughter.
- I would never would have to share a room.
- I would not have to share my toys (other than with friends).