My son’s room has officially reached the point where LEGO has become the dominant life form. Every shelf is LEGO. Every dresser is LEGO. Every horizontal surface has been colonized by LEGO. The LEGO population now far exceeds the entire human population in our community. The dust situation is getting out of hand. Dusting each set brick by brick feels like an archaeological excavation, and every time I try, I accidentally knock off some tiny piece that disappears into another dimension. I’ve...