Ah, the Lego. This ingenious toy that has thrived for at least three generations was our lifesaver for toys on Cowabunga. Once at anchor, Sean and Brendan could bring out the whole collection, building their trains, tractors, etc. all spread out on the deck, and then quickly dismantle the whole lot for storage below once under sail again. Lego was our solution to the toy problem on board. So many other toys were bulky, prone to rust, or too fragile. In the later years, Michel had completely configured the boys' V-berth cabin up front with drawers and shelves uniquely dedicated and organized for the different Lego parts—alongside their schoolbooks. Nevertheless, despite our being so organized for Lego (we thought!) this still didn't avoid the occasional and inescapable middle-of-the-night, inadvertent foot-stomp on that invisible tiny single stray piece of Lego!
And in a version of "what goes around comes around," our boys, who are now fathers themselves, just recently rediscovered the stash of Lego that we have kept all these years in the garage for this very moment that they could hand it all down to their children.