Our kids love forts. What kid doesn't? My mom was always such a good sport. I remember she let us leave our forts up for days sometimes. We slept, ate, and otherwise lived in little shanties tacked together with pillowcases and blankets-- tucked into drawers and weighted down by anything else we could find. It wasn't our dream home, but for a kid, it was the next best thing to living on your own. Unfortunately one or two days is all Courtney's patience can hold out for these little architectural marvels. But the kids enjoy them while they last.
2 comments:
Haha, as I am reading your post, there is a fort in my living room!
that's very cute. Good times.
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