I thought these blocks were never going to be played with again. They had been collecting dust for a few years and I really thought I would put them in the garage, otherwise known as the toy graveyard. It seems like these days my boys would rather play on the computer than do anything else and I had really reached my breaking point the other day. They were fighting and I just yelled, "play with the blocks dangit!!!" (or something like that) And they did. My blood pressure lowered a bit and I realized how beautiful it is to have a mess in the family room.
Honestly, I miss the days when my kids just played with toys. I feel nostalgic about those days when I had an ever present little one on my hip and the house was a disaster zone most of the time.
My kids, at the moment, are playing flashlight hide-n-seek with dad. My heart is really happy.