Yes, we’re World Cup-crazy here at my house — even my wife tuned into the USA-Algeria match, despite the fact that none of us boys were home. But for my youngest child, who does love to play soccer, there’s something that’s currently looming even larger in his imagination: next week’s grand opening of the Lego Store at Rockefeller Center.
The Youngest has been dreaming about a return trip to Legoland near San Diego, which we visited a couple of winters ago, but mostly (I suspect) because of the delights of its store. And now the store is coming to us. We promised him a nice big Lego set to mark not only the occasion of his graduation from Kindergarten but also his attainment of the G-level of reading. His last day is Monday. So can Tuesday’s grand opening be anything but, well, kismet?
The doors open at 8:00 a.m. and there are special promotions for the first three days.
I, by the way, am prohibited from accompanying Wife and Youngest on their expedition, because I’m supposed to be working all day on my book manuscript. But, hey, the work day ends at 5:00 p.m. (right?), and the store will be open until 6:00!
My brother is visiting from Texas this week and I’ll be taking his 18-year-old-body-but-10-year-old brain here. Who knows, it may actually be interesting. At least it’s not in Times Square – I’d make him go alone. Perhaps they’ll be filming ’30 Rock’…