So after a lengthy hiatus, I’m back and have a little yarn I’d like to spin.
Our eldest has developed a hankering for Lego of late and having always had a small collection of the stuff, clobbered together over time, he started to build creations of his own design, veering away from the step-by-step connect-the-dots structures his pieces were originally made for.
So that’s great, but the issue one faces very quickly when going off plan like that is you don’t have enough pieces to build much of anything other than chariot with a couple of knights on it or a small formula one race car. In short, you need more pieces.
So we headed off to our local Lego outlet. A word of warning, do not go there without an exit strategy. There, we found a starter-kit of sorts containing around 600 mixed pieces of Lego which were varied and duplicate enough to build just about anything the heart desired. Sounds like a lot of Lego doesn’t it?
It is not.
You see, the moment you have more pieces of Lego, you cross a magic line in the sand where you almost have too much. With a limited supply, you build one thing, admire it for a short while and then dismantle and build something else. When you have a large bucket full of incredibly tough and unbelievably sharp and inexplicably invisible (until you stand on them without shoes on) pieces of Lego, your child will build something and then refuse to dismantle it, rather using other pieces from the slush fund of Lego to create something new each time. In short order you have a collection of beautiful and unique Lego creations and no spare pieces for all the rice in China.
Our Lego box contains at least eight sets of wheels so almost all of our creations have wheels – even if they then also happen to later get wings and propellers and a horse as propulsion. Sometimes the designs sport a medieval chariot wheel used as a steering wheel that no Lego man on earth can wrap his hands around and just as inexplicably, a green Lego leaf or two. There’s always a lovely symmetry between the left and right sides of things which appeals to my ordered mind. Admittedly, it is a little O.C.D but an eye for detail like that will serve my boy very well later on in life.
I expect I’m going to have to extend the size of the collection of pieces by an order of magnitude so that there is less need to destroy before creating again. Much later on we’ll add motors and servos and then we’ll start having little minions roaming the house in no time at all, stalking the cat.
That of course means two things, the first is that the radius of the scattering of Lego in the house is going to be extended which has it’s own dire implications (see reference to standing on Lego above) and the second is, at that point, my boy is going to have to share his toys with me.