My house is overrun by little people. I’m not talking about Lilliputians or elves that make shoes at night (although shoe-making elves would save me a ton of money). I’m talking about LEGO mini-figures. I can hardly take three steps without stepping on one (usually while walking barefoot in the dark. OUCH!).
My son is a LEGO-fanatic. His room is filled with bins of LEGO bricks and our playroom looks like a LEGO museum filled with all of his creations. But he isn’t to blame for his addiction to the colorful interlocking blocks. I am.
I’m also a huge LEGO fan. I have been since I was a kid. Back then, the sets weren’t as elaborate as they are today. I simply had boxes of bricks in assorted sizes and colors that I used to create my own worlds. Building with LEGO bricks fueled my desire to major in architecture in college (I later changed it English).
I got my son his first LEGO set when he was around 6 or 7 years old. It was a small LEGO City set that contained a mini-figure and vehicle. He was beaming with pride after he finished building it. Since that fateful day, LEGO has been his obsession. He’s a member of the LEGO club. He has attended the LEGO Kids Fest. And he convinces me to take him to the LEGO store on a regular basis.
Once a week, we visit the toy section at the department store to see if any new sets have been released (he’s partial to the superhero sets). We also collect the individual mini-figure series. We spent all summer on a quest to find the coveted Mr. Gold. We never found it, but we had fun adding new figures to our collection.
“Can we see that, Daddy?” he asked.
“Of course, son,” I said. However, I was unprepared for his asking me about seeing the movie every time he saw the trailer, which was at least 1000 times over a three month period.
Thankfully, Warner Bros. sent me a The LEGO Movie – Lord Business’s Evil Lair set to keep him occupied until the movie was released. With 738 pieces, this set was the biggest one he had ever attempted to build.
“Would you like my help?” I asked.
“Naw,” he said. “I got it.”
He started building and was deep into the project before I intervened.
“Are you sure you don’t need my help?” I asked.
“If you want to help, you can,” he said. “But make sure to follow the directions.”
“Okay,” I said. “This is going to be fun.”
While he worked, I created kooky scenarios with Batman, Wonder Woman, Emmet, and President Business.
“Are you going to help or are you just going to play with the figures?” He asked.
“I’m just going to play with the figures,” I said.
“Don’t you have some other work to do?” he asked as he gathered all of the pieces.
I left the room and let him work without any further distractions. A couple of days later, he revealed his masterpiece. I was impressed that he had the stamina and concentration to complete the set in only three days (after completing his homework).
“Do you like it?” He asked.
“Of course I do,” I said.
“Now can we see The LEGO Movie?” He asked.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I replied.
Join the conversation: Do your kids like to play with LEGO?