LEGO Day

Bode is a builder.  It’s what he loves to do in his quiet time.  Build or draw.  I would never dream of throwing away all of his art supplies, but there are only so many times I  am going to step on itty bitty LEGO pieces before they hit the trash. I remember finding them under his bed when I was sweeping, and throwing one or two away at a time.  And then the day came when I had enough.  I can remember the sound. Emptying the contents of the plastic LEGO box into the trash gave me almost a rush.  Of course Bode didn’t think they were trash, and he had no idea I had thrown them away.  Until last Friday.  For whatever reason he started searching his room, and the ENTIRE house, for his beloved LEGOs. I remember him asking me if I threw them away.  I told him yes, and he was so upset.  I apologized and told him I would replace them.  He’s been asking and asking, and today was the day.  Seeing the smile on his face when he got them was worth every hurt toe and heel. 

 

I will never throw his Legos away again.  EVER.