I was surprised to realize that the sound of Legos has become uncommon. For years they have dominated our children’s imaginations. Then, young adulthood infringed upon their playtime with new interests and commitments. What sweet music it is to hear them laughing loudly, moving pieces around, and discussing the logistics of new creations. As years go by, I am more aware that each time might be the last time for innocent toy dreams. But this moment, I am stopping to notice. Relishing each second that I eavesdrop, knowing if I approach the spell might be broken. Play on- and never lose the childlike joy of imagining.