Legos are the Essence of Youth

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Unfinished Fortress of Legos

Over the past three days, I threw little plastic pieces all over my floor, spent hours stacking them up into useless structures, produced nothing of lasting value, and someday will tear them all down again. No, I haven’t lost my mind…

Reverting to my younger years, I decided to see if my old Lego-building spunk lived still. Currently, I’m building a castle. As you can see, quite a bit of work still remains. The third level of the royal family’s quarters is dangerously unsafe due to a lack of handrails. An attacking army could level the place if they tried hard enough–an entire section of one of the walls in missing (but with the help of some aborigines my youngest sister’s friend added last night, I think the premises are safe enough).

Why waste my time on such a menial project when there are yards to mow, places to see, people to meet? Simple. One day I’m going to be a dad (Deo Volente) and I’m going to have to know how to play. Play, as in doing nothing useful but having fun with my kids. As if having fun with my kids is not useful.

Sometimes I think that adults take life so seriously that they miss lots of important things. Maybe we didn’t watch enough of Mary Poppins when we were young. Or maybe we don’t remember all the times when we were the kid and our parents didn’t have time to play with us.

Guys (and gals), don’t throw away your Legos. You can get them out again when your children are old enough. More importantly, don’t throw away your ability to play.


  1. The wolf and I made headquarters for our pokemon-figurine law enforcement officers with Legos. ;P

  2. Wraith Daquell says:

    I’m glad I’m not alone in the world-of-teenagers-building-with-legos. Go Tibbar! Go Wolf! Ra ra ra!

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