When I was growing up, I hated LEGOs. Before you balk, let me give you some context. My younger brother and I are eight years apart. For a little while during my mid-teens, we shared a bedroom. Many was the Saturday morning when, hoping to sleep until 11:00 a.m. or 12:00 p.m., I was instead awakened by the sound of a million LEGO bricks being dumped from their plastic container onto our bedroom floor, followed by my brother’s sifting through them to find just the pieces he needed for his creation. Between my beauty sleep being interrupted and stepping on them with my bare feet, you can see how I garnered a resentment for those colorful bricks.
This week I took my four-year-old to LEGOLAND Discovery Center Westchester for the first time and we had a blast. My daughters loved all the interactive elements; “making” LEGO bricks, running through the Ninjago play structure, singing karaoke in the LEGO Friends area, and posing on a police motorcycle made from LEGOS. I marveled at the incredible replicas of One World Trade Center, Grand Central Station, St. Patrick’s Cathedral and The George Washington Bridge. There are also two rides and a movie that were included with our admission ticket. We spent hours going between the exhibits and took only the shortest break to have a snack at the café.