He does, like a lot. He spends hours in his room making these wonderful creations that his imagination feeds into his little hands.
We waited until he was about three years old before we broke out the tubs of Legos he had inherited from his older cousins.
I tried to spare myself the pain of stepping on a lost Lego with bare feet, or searching for hours for that one piece that ends up lost under the bed, or couch or in the dog's mouth.
I tried and failed. These pains are inevitable with any kid who plays with Legos.
But all of the pain is worth it when you see pride in their faces as they show off their labors and describe the wonderful stories behind them.
I wanted to share his creations so we made this video last night: