Did you know that today is National Lego Day? I did not. I guess there’s a day for almost everything, right?
Having two sons, Legos were a staple in our household for years. Between the two boys we accrued thousands of them. Both boys were avid Lego builders and when the next generation of Lego lovers arrived, they couldn’t wait to share their passion with the little guys.
I have no memory of the legos multiplying and transporting themselves all over the house back when my kids were younger. Maybe I blocked it. Or maybe it has something to do with a certain six year old who loves Legos as much as his daddy did (and I suspect still does). But suffice it to say, I find them EVERYWHERE! On the bathroom sink, nestled on top of books in the bookcase, on my desk, and even my coat pocket! For months I had a metal lunchbox filled with an assortment in my bedroom and every time I tried to return it, I was told that I could keep it. It seemed rude to insist it return to Lego storage.
I’m not a Lego builder myself. I did not play with them as a child. When my kids were growing up, they asked their dad if they needed help. That’s just the way it was. Then Beej came along, insisting I build with him. He would take me by the hand and bring me to the Legos with a request for something impossible that he was sure I could build! I quickly learned that if I sat down, dumped out a bin of Legos and began sorting them by size, he would happily deconstruct the towers I was building to create something of his own.
Recently Beej informed his dad that while they are good at building things with Legos, I am good at sorting them into categories. It’s the little things, right?
“LEGO has announced that they are shutting down their U.S. factory and moving it to Canada. LEGO employees say it’s their fault because they made the factory too easy to take apart and rebuild somewhere else.” –Conan O’Brien