Okay, so it Lego or Legos?
I have always said Lego singular but my husband always says Legos plural and it drives me nuts.
It is quite possible that he adds the s just to irk me.
Whatever you call them, I hate them! They are murderous when stepped on and so difficult to keep away from baby’s tiny fingers.
Lucas and his dad spend hours together with the interlocking pieces of genius that foster fun and creativity and he is completely obsessed, as demonstrated by the number of places I find the delightful and colorful plastic bricks throughout our house. And I’m not just talking about in between the couch cushions, although we do find them there.
I’m referring to all the other the random places! These photos were taken over the course of ONE WEEK.
I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried.
If you have a child who plays with Lego, where is the oddest place you’ve found them?
