Isn’t It Ironic – Twenty Two Days of Thanks

When I was younger,  I spent hours putting together Lego sets.  My brother and I created little cities, cars and spent hours engrossed in our play.

Fast forward to present day.  “Mommy, please build this for me,”  whines my youngest.  After the first few sets, I eagerly completed buildings and trucks and super hero lairs.  However, I soon lost complete interest – especially when the fragile 59-step ship or village or car fells apart amidst a sea of Lego pieces!  But Little Man was persistent and would look at me with sad puppy eyes and explain that he is not yet seven years old – as is indicated on the box – and had not a clue on how to start.  So for the past few months, I would try to find the time to work on one of the many Lego boxes Little Man received.

That is until just last week.

In an attempt to catch up for the lost week without power and a husband who was away on a business trip, my time was limited.  When my Little Man asked for me to help put together Dino Lego, I called out from the other room to open the box and give it a try.

Close to 20 minutes passed when I realized I was not being beckoned into the other room.  My first guess was that Little Man lost interest and found the iPad.  But walking in the kitchen, I found him diligently assembling the Dino Plane and on step 24!

“Look at me Mommy.  I am a genius.  I am not 7 yet, but I can do this!”

So today, while I am melancholy that I am becoming less needed  (ironic – I know – since I was just complaining about having to put together the Lego myself), I am thankful that Little Man gained confidence in his ability to try something on his own.

Join me in the Twenty-Two Days of Thanks. Post on your facebook or twitter or blog and in the comment section of this post and the 8 posts to come what you are thankful for. Let’s share our thanks with others and spread joy and laughter this season.

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One thought on “Isn’t It Ironic – Twenty Two Days of Thanks

  1. Aw! I’ve already had a few moments–not with Legos–where I’ve been puzzling over how to use something when Li’l D showed me how. It was both inspiring and terrifying. I thought I’d have a few years more until he, like his dad, could chuckle at my slowness putting physical pieces together. 🙂

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