May the curse of Lego be upon you!

Terminator Lego by snyderman

Many years ago my father told me “Son, one day you will truly know what it is to be a father when you step on a Lego at 2am and hold in the scream of excruciating pain so as to not wake up the sleeping child a few feet away”. Well, recently I lived that experience when checking on my 3 year old in the middle of the night. As I went to quietly leave the room I managed to practically impale my right foot upon a rogue Duplo. I’ve stepped on my fare share of painful things in my time (glass, a nail, pointy bondage toys, etc.) but there’s something about the geometric properties of the Lego that makes it exceptionally painful.  They also seem to defy the very physics that hold the universe together as no matter how flat they lie you WILL step on a corner.

So, when I called my father expecting a very special father-son bonding moment as I told my story, what did I get? “I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO!” Thanks for the touching moment Dad! I was then forced to remind him that he should be nice to me as I will most likely be the one selecting his nursing home someday…