We have in-the-middle-of-the-night lore in our children's lives, don't we? There's the Tooth Fairy. There's Santa Claus. Or maybe St. Niklaus.
We have the Lego Monster at our house.
Wolfie likes to follow the instructions and build his complicated Lego spaceships and put them on display on top of his dresser and bookcase. He also likes to invent things with the other gazillion pieces from his smaller sets which have all been dumped into one giant tub. But there are a few sets from a few prime collections (Star Wars, Alien Conquest, Atlantis to name a few) that he likes to keep in designated bins. And like I said, there are a few prime spaceships that he likes to keep on display.
That is...until the Lego Monster gets them.
The Lego Monster visits Wolfie's room in the middle of the night and methodically disassembles one of his spaceships but then conveniently puts all of the pieces in a big zippered baggie.
To Wolfie's delight, he must build his favorite spaceship again.
The Lego Monster doesn't visit that often. I mean, it's not a nightly thing. But when he, I mean it, strikes, it's pretty special.