Construction zone

From my post in the kitchen, I heard the familiar sound of the Mega Blocks crashing to the floor. All 110 of them. It's my least favorite sound, because all I can think of is the clean up that will be required when the kids tire of playing with them. But it's also a sound that lets me know I've got some time to myself while the kids entertain each other by building and demolishing tower after tower.

"Whatcha building, Caleb?" I yelled into the playroom.

"Big tower!" came his enthusiastic reply. And then, in case I didn't get it, "Big, big, big, big, big tower, Mommy!"

I waited for the crash that usually follows. He finds just as much joy in destroying the towers as he does in creating them. But my ears were met with silence.

"Look, Mommy!" he called out. "Big, big tower!"

I peeked around the corner and found him dwarfed by a tower of storage boxes.

Sometimes, Mega Blocks just aren't big enough.