I got off to a rocky start with Legos.
Awhile back now, Henry FINALLY traded in his pacifier for a cool new Lego set. One with oodles of pieces that was definitely above his suggested age range.
I was NOT excited about putting this thing together.
Trying to work on it together felt like torture. He didn’t have the attention span. His mind kept wandering. He couldn’t find the next piece. He couldn’t follow the directions. I didn’t want to just build it for him, but building together was not the bonding experience I envisioned.