One evening, after an exhausting day, I was finally able to sit down on the couch to relax. The kids had an exhausting day, too, spending the entire afternoon building a sprawling Lego city across a major portion of the living room floor.
As a proud dad, I admired their handiwork from the distance of the couch, but also decided they could wait until tomorrow to clean up the thousands of multi-colored blocks. Besides, what was the worst that could happen?
That night, at about 2 a.m., I awoke up thirsty, a little hungry, and in need to — well — allow nature to take its course, too. As I stumbled groggily into the kitchen, wiping sleep from my eyelashes, I completely forgot about the Lego Metropolis that the little architects had left in the living room.
And, as Dads everywhere are now accurately predicting where this story is going, yep. it happened. As soon as I stepped into the room, CRUNCH, I hit a stray Lego brick in the middle of my foot.
In a sleepy panic, I am pretty sure I yelped like a wounded animal and immediately lifted the wounded foot— only to step on another Lego with the other foot. It was like a domino effect, hopping from one foot to the other, stepping on Lego after Lego, until it seemed like I was performing some kind of bizarre dance routine in the darkness.
Finally, in one final act of defiance against the tiny plastic land mines, I almost lost my balance and narrowly missed crashing into the Lego Castle that the kids had so carefully constructed.
Whew, that was close!
My life had seemingly flashed before my eyes just thinking about the whole masterpiece crumbling around me, and I just stood there counting my blessings. I had narrowly escaped defeat, more pain, and the embarrassment of sitting amidst the ruins of these tiny building blocks.
The next morning, the kids came downstairs to find their masterpiece still intact, and their dad was sitting on the couch with his feet bandaged and a large cup of coffee in his hand. I just pointed to the Legos and said, “Next time… we build on the table, okay?”
The moral of this story? Legos always win. Always. It is truly a lesson I will not soon forget.
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