There came a point this summer when I whispered some fateful words:
If you don't stop it right now, I will take away ALL the Legos in this house.
He must not have believed me. Not my finest parenting move, but I had to see it through to the bitter end.
Can I tell you how painful life without Lego has been--for both of us?
So it was as if the clouds parted and a heavenly ray of light shone down upon this battered but new box at Goodwill. The $2 tag matched the money he'd earned. I kicked in the tax.
We leave thanking God for this little bit of grace.
For both of us.