So my son was finally at an age where he was ready for LEGO. Woohoooo! For someone who loves Lego, this time just didn’t come quickly enough, so when it eventually arrived, up to the attic I headed at lightning speed so I could pass the Lego baton on to my heir.
I had not seen my Lego for 30 odd years, and let me tell you something that no human being should forget….Lego does not age.
It was still strong, with no scratches on it, and the very second I laid my eyes on it, the unknown power within the Lego immediately turned on the urge to want to build something.
There and then, lying over loads of boxes in the attic, I could see a half built house which I clearly didn’t finish as a child. WOW! This Lego was last touched by me, when I was a little boy. So much has happened since then. But, I figured I started it, so I should finish it and I built the rest of the house. This time, instead of Mother Frantony shouting for me to come down to have my dinner, it was Mrs Frantony, and I shouted out the same old Welsh line at her, “I’ll be there, now in a minute!”
The pressure was on. It was time to hand over the Lego mantle to my son. He knelt in front of me, and for a moment I knew what it felt like to be the queen, as my arms slowly edged forward. In my mind I was hoping that he would look after and cherish it with the same love as I did.
The Lego was now in his possession and within seconds the Lego house was destroyed and all over the floor. I waited with bated breath, just like a farmer watching his cow after giving birth, worrying….. Is the cow going love the calf and bring it in to his fold?
Then, what every Dad who loves Lego wants to see, my son picked up the Lego blocks and started to build.
A new generation has begun. “PHEW……what a relief!” he’s a natural, it was as if his fingers were made of Lego. Even if I was to magically saw him in half, he’d have Lego right through him.
Now the journey has begun, my son has the Lego bug
My connection has now been rekindled and it was time to step in to the Lego store. WOW! Where had I been all my life? Well, hasn’t Lego moved on from the standard building block!
My son is now 7 years old and he’s Lego crazy. I’ve even built a walk-in table, all painted up with roads, rivers and streams now covered in Lego. Plastic boxes filled with every shape you can think of underneath it. We have so much, it has its own designated room.
So…. I hear you ask…. what is my job in all of this? How far am I willing to go for Lego? Well, let me tell you. When I stand on it bare foot I hold my breath, even though it feels like it’s going to come out the other side. It’s not the Lego piece’s fault or my son’s fault for leaving it on the floor…..its mine for standing on it.
Then you have the days when my son wants to take a Lego figure in the car with him on the way to school. This is guaranteed to make us late. Why? I’ll tell you why. He has to pick the ‘right’ Lego figure. Then, when we are about to get out of the car to go in to school, he drops it down the side of the seat. Every time.
But OH NO….. it doesn’t land on the floor….. it lands in between the runners of the seat. And will he go in to school for me to rescue it later? I don’t think so! It has to be rescued and saved before he goes in to school. And if you’re thinking he comes up in one piece you’d be wrong. His legs always get stuck, but my son will put his education on hold until the Lego figure is saved and all in one piece sitting in the cup holder.
Also as I am a modern man with many capabilities, on the days I vacuum around the house, I am vigilant not to suck up any Lego pieces, but on the odd occasion the cleaner gets them and at a terrific speed as they rattle up the pipe, and into the bag. I’m not ashamed to tell you this…… even if I’ve just replaced the cleaner with a new bag I will tear it open and rescue every single one, no matter what else might be lurking inside, even if I’d vacuumed up a mouse from the week before.
So you see LEGO…no matter where you are or even if you hurt me….I will always forgive you and just as the old saying goes…..
“Look after LEGO and LEGO will look after you!”
“Always remember LEGO is for life and adults….not just for Christmas and kids!!”
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Until the next Easy Blend blog………..
Stay warm and fuzzy……..