Dear Lego Genius Man

I assume you are a man. Women wouldn't do this to other women.

Thank you for creating little pieces of plastic to get embedded in my feet when I'm racing around trying to make dinner.

Thank you for creating little pieces of plastic that little brothers can put down into the heating vents and couch cushions never to be seen again.

Thank you for creating new sets every season so my son forgets about the ones he HAD TO HAVE and now obsesses asks for the new ones incessantly!

Thank you for creating new sets so that he is already planning his September birthday party and his Halloween costume. (It's February)

Thank you for creating new sets so that he is asking for a Ninjago bedroom instead of the Star Wars Room we just completed less than 6 months ago.

Thank you for giving us hours of pleasure building an awesome race car, airplane, or spaceship only to be ruined within 5 minutes of playing with it after completion.


Thank you for constantly advertising them so we can't forget about them!

Thank you for putting the only Lego store in Denver 30 miles away on a very snowy afternoon.

Thank you for charging us as if they were made of semi-precious metals.

(I say this tongue and cheek- they are really an awesome toy. This past weekend was full of Legos. Big Brother had leftover money from his birthday and fell in love with the new Ninjago lego sets. I promised to take them to the Lego store, only to find that it started to dump snow when we were ready to go. Soon, we'll be getting one much closer to home. Not sure if that's a good thing or not! The Lego store has buckets where they can create their own guys. They each did 3. They are above. Little Brother named his "Nick", "Kevin" and "Your Favorite Blue Guy". Not sure if that last name will stick very long- kind of hard to remember!)