Asher wanted us to build a really tall tower with the giant Lego blocks that are among the many things we keep on hand to entertain our grandsons. My hope was that we would build a masterpiece of a tower together. Things did not go according to plan.
Somewhere along the way, Asher decided it was more fun to tear down the in-progress tower than help build it. The rest of our Lego time was a combination of me trying to show Asher how we could build a really great tower together, and Asher tearing down my building efforts almost as fast as I could construct.
I’d like to think I’m pretty good with block. I thought I had a good plan and good design going, but never got to see it through. I was glad Asher was having fun, but wished I could have helped channel his energy into something more productive.
Asher is a wonderfully great kid and I love him beyond description, even when he is tearing down my work. But he is also two-years old. Two-year-olds do things like that. I’m confident he is learning and growing, and I believe one day we’ll build that tower together.
I wish I had the same confidence in everybody else. As Asher was laughing at his successful efforts to smash whatever I built, I couldn’t help but think of countless “big people” who seem to take more delight in tearing down the efforts of others rather than being a part of building much more important things than Lego blocks. It happens in almost every area of life. Serious things are turned into destructive games.
It’s OK to act like a two-year-old when you are one.
But not forever.