Recently I had to make a run to a store in Victoria for a few things. There was simply no way that they boys could get out of going with me. After all of the protests, deals, complaints, and bargains were heard a small voice in the backseat spoke up, “Just what store are we going to?” When I told my 10-year-old, Jamison, he immediately perked up with wide eyes and a cheesy grin which revealed every shiny tooth, “Oh, do you know what else they have there?”
Jamison’s love for Legos has been well documented, and recently he has taken to gauging a store’s worth based on whether they have Legos or the variety of Lego sets they offer. He has our usual Victoria stops strategically categorized: Lego containing stores, stores that look like they would have Legos but don’t actually (which is a cruelty), and totally girly stores with nothing to peek interest or entertain a young boy. However, this trip was to a Lego containing store, so my littlest shopper would be satisfied.
Austin usually just sighs heavily and goes along with me while shopping since he is plucking away on his phone anyway. “Resistance is futile Jamison. Just give it up. Just stay right next to her and she’ll move quicker.” Austin advised his brother while glancing in my general direction.
“You know where to find me. Right Mom?” Jamison asks as his feet are already carrying him in the direction of the Legos. “I’ll be in the Lego aisle.”
“Umm, yeah, I’ll go and keep an eye on him.” Austin did his best big brother act trying to cover up the fact that the electronics department is close by the Legos and he was looking for a new game. I smiled, took a deep breath, and relished in the fact that I could pick up a few items in peace.
As my shopping finished I headed to the Lego section to retrieve my boys. I see Jamison in the center of the aisle speaking to an unfamiliar lady in complete earnestness complete with hand motions. Austin was casually leaning against the shelves completely unconcerned, “Yep, she did it now. He is on a roll.” Austin whispered to me.
“Well, if you want to get the police station you should really get this other set here to complete it. Oh, but don’t get this one, it is a real disappointment. Has he seen the movie? Well, this set is from the movie. Now this one up on that shelf, that is the set I want to get next.” Jamison explained in great detail and with enthusiasm.
I casually walked up to see what was going on. That sweet lady looked up to me with a tired and slightly confused look on her face. She explained, “I have to pick up a Lego set for my grandson’s birthday and I had no idea which one to get and they are pretty expensive now. Your son seemed quiet knowledgeable so I asked his opinion.” She pauses “Oh my, I had no idea that there is so much to know, and he seemed so willing.” She really did have no idea.
Jamison gave his best 10 minute tutorial to this woman and fixed her up with the best possible Lego set for her grandson, and how she could expand upon it in the future. Austin and I just sat back and watched as Jamison had the situation in complete control with a captive audience soaking up his Lego knowledge. Jamison’s mannerisms and his pointing at the various sets were like a Lego professor leading an important lecture. Fellow shoppers would walk down the aisle and stare at the lesson being conducted. Some shoppers would smile politely at me, some would dismiss the tutorial, and others would stop and listen to his precise explanations and recommendations. He even presented his card from his pocket stating that he was a card carrying member of the Lego club and receives their monthly magazine.
The sweet woman then thanked Jamison for his help, gave me a sympathetic look, and excused herself to purchase the gift. As we were loading up my Jeep, I saw Jamison wave across the parking lot at the same woman he helped with Legos. She waved back, got in her car, and left a little too quickly.
Jamison smiled and told me that “it felt so good that he was able to help someone who seriously needed help with Legos. She was so lucky that I was there.”