Can anybody see the piano underneath all of this?
Anybody…
Anybody…
Our house is where Amazon boxes dream of going to when they die.
Raise your hand if your house looks like this too. And keep your hand raised if boxes are often more exciting than toys. Keep that hand up if your kids have legit meltdowns at the mere suggestion of taking down a box fort.
I’ll freely admit it. I’ve told the boys I can look at it for a day. Then it HAS to come down for my own mental sanity. But oh. my. gosh. There is no cheaper toy than a giant cardboard box. I collect the Amazon/whatever boxes for the boys and they just go to town and create structures so elaborate it would have FLW jealous of their vision.
I just hand ’em a roll of duct tape and they can go to town for hours with blankets and boxes. Dear Amazon, I just want you to know that your post-product boxes live a long and happy retirement at the Lin/Hawthorne household before succumbing to the purgatory known as the recycle bin.
We got our money’s worth.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.