Legos are everywhere. (I feel something Dr. Suess-ish coming on!)
They are on the floor.
They are by the door.
They are in the bath.
They are in the cat. (not really...we don't even have a cat!)
They are underfoot.
They are under beds.
AND...they multiply at night (or after Christmas and Birthdays).
Not that I'm complaining. I'm really not. My kids LOVE Legos, and they have the very best time with them and make the most wonderful creations. It is imagination usage to the max.
However, it's a fact: Legos are everywhere.
I'm tired of stepping on them, or WORSE, trying to avoid stepping on them, only to twist my ankle or tweak my back in some Mission Impossible poses to avoid the land mine piles of Legos that plague my upstairs.
So one bored day over Christmas Break I decided that Ry and I should whip up a Lego Table out of some scrap wood in the garage in an attempt to get the Legos off the floor! (HAHAHAHAhahahahahahahahahahaha)
Pile #1--the Legs
Pile #2 - the Table Top
I let Ry do most everything, except chop with the saw. He sanded, drilled, filled holes with wood spackle, designed the logo on top (to look like a giant Lego--his idea) AND I even let him stain. I did have to talk him out of wanting to stain it RED, however.
I mean look that this killer Lego City. So fun!