This offer is good through January 19, 2012. |
When he had a child, Craig put aside childish things. As children do, Craig's daughter grew—leaving her crib and infancy behind. She entered preschool, kindergarten, grammar school. Craig again picked up childish things, buying his daughter her first bucket of Legos. He sat on the floor and played with small plastic blocks, helping his daughter's plump fingers manipulate them into place. As they worked together, Craig learned to love Legos all over again. The child thrived. She entered middle school, high school. She left Legos behind. Craig didn't. He built houses, trains, fantasy landscapes. Now a wise young woman, Craig's daughter knows what to give her dad this holiday: The Cult of Lego, a gorgeous coffee table book he's sure to love. Some childish things just suit adults so very well. |
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