Horse in the townhouse

I remember a conversation I had with Ryan when he was still in elementary school.

"I'm never going to outgrow Lego," he told me. "I'm still going to want it when I'm an adult."

"I believe you," I told him. I meant it, but he wasn't convinced.

"I'm serious, Mom. I'm always going to have Lego. It's who I am."

"I get it." I said as I waved my hand at the shelf of model horses in my room. "Trust me, I get it."

Ryan is all grown up now with a big boy job and a fancy townhouse, and sure enough, he still likes Lego.

He works from home and has a dedicated office in one of the upstairs bedrooms.

The room is filled with toys.

There's a bear my parents gave him before he was even born...

and a little airplane that came out of a Kinder egg that Carol brought him after her first trip to Europe.

Mostly, though, it's Lego. 

Lego is everywhere.

These are custom Lego portraits of Ryan and his girlfriend, Sarah.

It's a great space, except for one thing: There simply aren't enough horses.

I decided Ryan's office needed a real horse, and this little CollectA fit the bill perfectly. He's small, sturdy and attractive.

Plus, he has a custom made halter.

I brought him over to Ryan today. He seemed appreciative.

Have a fun life in the land of Lego, little friend.

I am so proud of my grown up boy with his grown up job and grown up collection of Lego.