His Legos are put away in great plastic bins in the basement. The bins are stacked on top of bins of Matchbox cars, plastic animals, and dinosaurs. There are bins of Dr. Seuss books and Disney movies down there too. In his room is a small container of Lego Mini-figs. He creates funny scenarios with them in the lizard’s tank. Sometimes, he uses the figurines as subject matter for a drawing. They are the plastic remnants of his childhood. He has outgrown these little playthings. Gone are the days when he would spread out on the floor to build a Lego world where medieval knights fought pirates in a helicopter. Now he’s hanging out with friends or playing video games, just like every other 11 year old. He also draws. He draws on everything and everywhere. When he draws you can see the little boy who was full of wonder in his face. You have to look hard to see that impish smile he had when he was 5 and stealing another cookie from a plate. You can see the look of pride of a little boy who caught a cricket in the back yard when he’s got a pencil in his hand. All the little toys are neatly stacked in the basement. There are no visible signs of his childhood in the house. What remains is a happy boy, ready to be a teenager.
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His Legos are put away in great plastic bins in the basement. The bins are stacked on top of bins of Matchbox cars, plastic animals, and dinosaurs. There are bins of Dr. Seuss books and Disney movies down there too.

In his room is a small container of Lego Mini-figs. He creates funny scenarios with them in the lizard’s tank. Sometimes, he uses the figurines as subject matter for a drawing.

They are the plastic remnants of his childhood. He has outgrown these little playthings. Gone are the days when he would spread out on the floor to build a Lego world where medieval knights fought pirates in a helicopter. Now he’s hanging out with friends or playing video games, just like every other 11 year old.

He also draws. He draws on everything and everywhere. When he draws you can see the little boy who was full of wonder in his face. You have to look hard to see that impish smile he had when he was 5 and stealing another cookie from a plate. You can see the look of pride of a little boy who caught a cricket in the back yard when he’s got a pencil in his hand.

All the little toys are neatly stacked in the basement. There are no visible signs of his childhood in the house. What remains is a happy boy, ready to be a teenager.

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  1. factualfiction said: Such a nice tribute to your son’s boyhood. Brought a wee tear to my eye! My son is 16 now but he’ll always be my little boy.
  2. runningjaggedly said: Sounds like you are succeeding as a mom!
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