The other day, I really needed him to stop playing legos and bathe. Cousins were coming and he was grody and it just needed to happen. Right then. And I didn't want to fight.
So I gave him a challenge: who could build the better submarine, me and Z or daddy? Next thing I knew he was tip-toeing around the piles of legos on the floor racing for the bathtub to see which sub was best. Even though our crooked boat lost (on the left), this challenge was definitely still a win! 
