Clink, clank, rattle, rattle—that is a frequent sound around
here.
It’s the sound of
Legos.
First in the house were regular sized Lego pieces that
Little Boy Darling has become skilled in creating strange and unusual combinations
of, as well an recognizing specific
pieces and figures. Ninjago, Chima, Equila, gosh I don’t know what all. Selling
them is Daughter’s business. Now she and
I have moved onto Duplo Legos which are the larger sized bricks and pieces safe for
toddlers and children before they move into regular Legos. We are selling on eBay.
Last night it sounded like a train going through the house. Daughter
was rummaging--clink, clank, whap, swoosh, a ton of bricks on a wooden floor--through
boxes of Duplos looking for specific pieces. Let’s
see, can I recognize that piece? Sounds like its inches long, an inch wide, yellow—well,
how could I tell the color?
We had a veritable assembly line going on a large fold-up
table set up in the living room. Little boy Darling assembled the sets—a crane,
a foot high, has a wench, a truck, work men, bricks, the truck can be filled from
a gurgling gas can. There’s a Fire Station set, a Polar Bear Zoo, A Farm with a
cloth plat-mat with fields, a road, a plowed field, the list goes on and on. I
had no idea. I thought we were into the animals with cute figures and bricks,
trees, those sorts of things, but now we have popped into such units as an
exquisite Glow-in-the-dark Pirate ship.
It is 16 inches long, and FLOATS!
Daughter took pictures, looked up prices, and wrote
descriptions. I listed the items on-line.
Within the last two weeks we have accumulated a truck-load
of Duplos. Honestly, eight large Lowe’s boxes. They filled the back of the
pickup. We found a huge lot of Duplos from a seller in Colorado. At first they
wanted us to pick them up on site. Right, a trip to Colorado this time of the
year. But after checking transport fees, the kind, wonderful owners agreed to ship
them for us.
These people have accumulated Duplo Legos since 1978, and have some
rare and hard to find sets—and in their original boxes. Imagine having your
kids play with Legos and keeping the boxes intact. (Albeit most are damaged.) And these people are in the military and have
transported their belongings a couple of
times back and forth from Germany.
Now they are happy with new-found closet space. From your
closet to my office. Ta Da. It is time to sell.
We are User ID wigglywombat (Duplos)
Daughter’s ID is nbrancaccio (Regular Legos)
P.S.
Last week for Daughter’s birthday we went to Disneyland, and
of course we had to visit the Lego store in Downtown Disney. I sat with Little
Boy Darling as he assembled pieces from their play station, and looked down the
row at people totally engrossed in their creations. There were two- year-olds,
teenagers, young adults, and us people more advanced in years. All love
Legos. What a phenomenon. And this company
has remained a privately owned business since its onset in 1932 when Ole Kirk
Christiansen began selling wooden toys. He began plastic bricks in 1949.
The quality of Legos
is unsurpassed.
I have to ask though, why or why do all figures have to have
a weapon in their hand?