I don't make this stuff up.
My son and I both drool over the new sets that come out. We are especially fond of the Star Wars and Indiana Jones ones. For some reason my daughter thinks this makes us extremely nerdy (I don't think a woman who keeps 4 color-coded calendars should be judging anyone). Sometimes in Target we wander over to the toy aisle. We both pretend we are lost and then say something clever to hide our true intention like "How did we end up here? Oh look at that one. I wish they'd had that when...."
At that point our sadness overwhelms us and we go to electronics.
Electronics is the socially acceptable department for a mother and grown son to be in.
Christmas is especially hard on us...so many toy ads...
I think they are, quite simply, the best toy ever made.
Once when my son was young I heard a mother say "I don't let them have Legos. I don't want to have to pick up all those tiny pieces."
I'm sure this constitutes child abuse. DHS should have an entire department to deal with it. Her child has doubtless suffered irreparable spatial ability damage. I hope she's happy.
So when Mr. Snarky and I were discussing the adult/Lego quandary the other evening I cheered him by reminding him that his sister is getting married soon and in the not-too-distant future he will probably be an uncle. It is perfectly acceptable for adults to play with toys if children are present.
His face lit up as he pictured the enormous bin shoved in the back of an upstairs closet chocked full of thousands (possibly tens of thousands) of tiny plastic pieces of imagination.
"It's the real reason people have children." I said.
WHY DO I KEEP TALKING?
He got a funny look on his face.
Ooops...probably shouldn't have let that little adult secret out of the bag.