5.27.2014

Legos

I call down to ask whether Tucker is hungry yet and hear: I gotta keep working on something I was up to, his voice all italics, his fingers snapping bricks together in new ways.
Our home is littered with half-built hospitals and helicopters, discarded doors and wheels and propellors, tiny pieces that have hurt feet for decades.  He leaves a trail of small plastic structures from the basement to the second floor, a five year old's calling card.

2 comments:

Kristy G said...

I love this! Legos are literally ALL Logan wants to play with. I say build away!

rht said...

It's going to be hard to lego of Tucker next fall...