. Never mind that I step on them several times a day and either hurt my foot, or trip and hit some other part of my body. Never mind that they get everywhere and are impossible to all corral into the same box. No, that’s not why I hate them.
I hate them because Baby Girl loves them. She loves them so much that she wants, “Mommy, you come build with me?” all day and every day. I have built something at least twenty times a day for the last two weeks. And that’s about the limit of my sanity.
I hate building blocks. Hate them!
“Yes, I’m coming to build with you honey.”