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A Foot-Mounted Lego Detector #25daysofwhatIwantforChristmas

A Foot-Mounted Lego Detector #25daysofwhatIwantforChristmas

by Gina Valley

I want a Foot-Mounted Lego Detector for Christmas.

I have a special talent. If there’s an AWOL Lego piece within 50 miles of me, I will find it with my bare feet.  If it’s dark and I’m in my sons’ room, I’ll find all its friends, neighbors, and cousins, as well.

Humor Funny Humorous Family Life Love Laugh Laughter Parenting Mom Moms Dad Dads Parenting Child Kid Kids Children Son Sons Daughter Daughters Brother Brothers Sister Sisters Grandparent Grandma Grandpa Grandparents Grandfather Grandmother Parenting Gina Valley A Foot-Mounted Lego Detector #25daysofwhatIwantforChristmasI once stepped on a rogue Lego piece in the auditorium at church. You know, the place where songs are sang, sermons are given, and there is no logical reason why a Lego would be present. It was a backwards Lego-miracle, a Lego-badacle, if you will.

I’ve stepped on those minions of evil so many times that I have permanent Lego-shaped impressions on the bottoms of my feet. My kids thought they were tattoos.

I told them they’re a sign I have children.

Like stretch marks.

Just once I’d like to be able to walk across a room in my bare feet without the nervousness usually reserved for landmine hunters.

Or, for a parent trying to unwrap a Snickers bar without alerting the children.

Hopefully, there’s a setting on the Foot-Mounted Lego Alarm to help with that, too.

Laugh Out Loud!


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2 Responses
  • Barb Taub
    December 16, 2014

    Oh, Gina I have very bad news for you. Like the stretch marks, the Legos are with you for life. My kids are grown and moved away. I recently moved to another house. In another country. It’s been literally decades since I refereed the last argument over ownership of one of the “special pieces” successfully marketed to us by sadists. I was unpacking boxes in the guest room and a Lego bit fell out and unerringly wedged itself under my (bare) foot. There was one difference from the old days, though. I could now say all the words I used to substitute with “What doorknob left that firetruckin son of a Lego piece of plastic poo here?”

    So you have something to live for…

  • Kim Smith
    December 16, 2014

    I saw your Facebook post and wanted to share, but it shares with your header image instead of the Post Image. Just thought I would let you know. Great post and funny, as usual.