I remember spending hours as a kid lying on the living room rug and creating Lite Brite pictures with my dad. Clowns and cars and buildings and I don’t know what-all. The picture didn’t matter, the frame didn’t matter: the fun part was putting the pegs in one by one and watching the picture slowly take shape in lights.
And now there is this, and I hate everything.
Lite Brite: Making sure there is no second of the day when kids forget that we are all fundamentally separated by gender.