Legos are endless masterminds of pain. They sneak up on you at any given time, ready to bring you to your knees. There’s a constant love-hate relationship. One moment, you’re adoring your child’s Lego masterpiece. The next moment, you are cringing while silently screaming over the excruciating pain that has left your foot lifeless. I secretly think Legos are taking over the world; they are already single-handedly taking over every household.