Last night we got a couple of ginormous boxes from Amazon and after we unloaded our unwieldy new stuff, we left the boxes in the family room for the kids to play with when they woke up.
"I need to color on those boxes," Harry told us when he came upstairs for breakfast. "One of them is a rocket ship, and it needs lots of buttons."
He continued to chatter at us so aggressively that we didn't really notice how long it was taking Jack to join the rest of us. He came up the stairs a few minutes later with red cheeks.
"Those box houses are hard to get out of, you know," he said.
Oh, Jack. He's so silly.
Here he is trying to get water from the fire hydrant (erm?)