There is no pain quite like 3am bathroom trip in the dark and your bare foot finding a single lego brick. It's like a medieval torture device designed by toy companies. My wife was laughing at me hopping around cursing and I'm pretty sure I woke up the kids. This is the real struggle of fatherhood that nobody mentions in parenting books.
3am lego attacks are a special kind of torture that nothing can prepare you for. It's like stepping on a piece of broken glass mixed with a electrical shock. Why do we have so many of these tiny torture devices everywhere?
I've started a strict no legos in certain rooms policy. The pain is just too much and it's not worth it. My feet have limits.
Stepping on a lego might be worse than actual physical injury. At least with a real injury you can acknowledge the pain. Legos just sit there mocking you while you try to keep your composure.
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The silent rage is real. My wife always laughs at me trying to be quiet after stepping on one because I'm doing this internal scream. It's the worst kind of pain because you can't even yell about it without waking everyone up.