For a morning so quiet you could hear the proverbial dropping pin, even on a weekday when the kids usually get up early and sound like a ravening mob:
The kids have been briefly exposed to LEGOs a few times, mostly at Nana’s house on vacation. We’ve resisted their siren call (and it required resistance, both from the Waldorf front and from our knowledge that they are so fun that they can take over playtime), but the boy has been really asking for them. Over and over.
Certainly they are: hard, plastic, aggressively rectilinear, unnaturally colored, structured, etc. etc.
But, they’ve already made about four thousand different things since I bought them two bags of random pieces and two green “grass” bases yesterday. There has been sharing, and collaboration. There was even a moment last night when all four of us were happily playing together.
And that’s not bad.