Our son has been obsessed with Legos. It's not a new obsession.
He reads Lego books, visits the Lego website to visually create new ideas, sends pictures of his Lego creations to the Lego Brick Master magazine, builds Lego sets, makes his own imaginative Lego items, talks about Lego, saves his chore funds and any other money that is gifted to him for Lego sets and makes Lego movies. He wishes to return to Legoland. He dreams of a job as a Master Builder.
Thankfully this Lego fascination keeps Nicolas busy when I need time to put away laundry, feed the pets, clean the house, make a grocery list, call clients to create magical vacations, and even to just have a moment of peace and quiet.
I fondly recall the earlier obsessions too. These toys gave me precious time with my son. And also quiet moments of alone time while he was occupied in his toy world.
There was anything with wheels including Hot Wheels. Thomas and all wooden train engines. Playmobil sets filled our house including the train, castle, planes, skateboard park, construction site and more. Some of these items have left our home after their first stop in the attic or basement.
the memories of these toys are timeless.