When I was a little girl in the 1960s, nobody ever thought to buy me Legos. So when I was a teenager and found a shoebox full of Legos at a yard sale, I bought it for myself.
I’m still buying Legos for myself. Other people have Christmas villages. I have a Lego Winter Holiday village.
It started in 2010, when I bought the Lego Winter Toy Shop and my 9-year-old son and I spent several happy days putting it together, together.
There was a tiny Lego toymaker and toys, and a giant Lego Christmas tree, and two Lego carolers, and a little Lego boy building a Lego snowman with a Lego carrot for a nose. I was in Lego heaven.
The next year, we built the Lego Winter Village Cottage. It came with Lego stockings to hang by a Lego fireplace, and a Lego firewood salesman with a tiny Lego chainsaw.
Next came a bakery, then a marketplace of shop stalls surrounding a working carousel.
Next came Santa’s workshop, with Lego versions of Santa and Mrs. Claus, elves, a sleigh and reindeer. But not one of the reindeer had a red nose. I went digging in the box of spare Lego parts and quickly remedied that.
Last year, I added the village train station, and my kids were too busy to help me build, so I got to do all the fun bits along with all the tedious bits. Inside the train station is a coffee shop with a tiny Lego espresso machine!
This year, I bought the train to go with the train station. It comes with a red caboose, and wheels that really go round and round, and for just a little more money you can upgrade and buy extra parts to motorize the train so it will run on its own.
The Christmas village is missing the fire station and the post office. Lego has “retired” the post office set, and it’s now selling for $500 on eBay, so our little village may have to do without mail delivery for a few more years.
We leave our Lego Christmas village up all year long, because it brings us so much joy and because I have not figured out how to pack away the buildings without them falling apart.
This also means we can spend the whole year playing with the Legos.
I will walk past the village and notice that the little Lego people have been moved around.
Somebody has taken the Christmas trees that stood in the yard outside the toy shop and stuck them on the roof.
The decorative candy canes that once stood outside Santa’s workshop are now sticking out of the chimney.
The horse that drew the carriage full of holiday revelers has been replaced with a tiny kitten.
Behind the children building an igloo there now looms a Lego “Star Wars” snow monster.
And sometimes, when it all gets to be too much, the woodsman with the chainsaw goes a little crazy and chases the carolers.
See why I love Legos?
Lisa Davis is Features Editor of The Anniston Star. Contact her at 256-235-3555 or firstname.lastname@example.org.