My son got the Lego loving genes of course.
I remember waiting for him for 2 hours at Toy R Us because he looking for that elusive Golden guy mini figure. And not counting the other stores =P Sadly we didn't get him. Hes heartbroken and I thought that that's the end of his Mini figure love. Well hes still looking for him and he almost collected all of the next batch.
He is building a ship with my son from scratch and my son is helping him (destroy it mostly). They are almost done and it is a big deal for him. I am letting him build this ship because its an outlet for him. He is stress with working 2 jobs and Lego helps him recover. Every time he looks at that ship he is so proud and happy.
What is this? I asked him surprise and He just said 'Open it'
Its s 'Plane?' A Lego toy plane. Its not even in a box or wrapped =P
He said, we can't afford the real one so lets just have them.
'Its our inspiration to eventually, one day ride a real one and we will go and visit your family'
I just laugh silently and kept the plane in my palm. So small and yet the message and thought is so powerful.
My husband is really a small boy at heart, trapped in man's body and the things that he do is awfully awfully cute.
I have the plane of course and I will hold on to it cuz its a common dream for us. Me to ride one and visit home, him to give me what my heart wants.
One day, one day our Lego dream will come true.