This late evening, he then came up to me, "My home is dark." I have encouraged him to turn our living room light's on. Who ever thought about needing a flashlight? He indeed requested for a flashlight, " I need a flashlight." He checked it out on his own home sweet home with a flashlight.
After I took a picture of him, he decided to close the door with a pillow as if I was not invited. I
could oversee him playing inside of his house, chatting to himself. Once he had enough of being alone, he had a flashlight flicking in a front of me unexpectedly invited me.From there, we played together for a few minutes. I kept telling him, "Oh, you do have a beautiful home." He was so proud of having a beautiful home.
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What a wonderful imagination! Love that boy.
Save these blogs so the boys have a history to enjoy again and again.
Ahhhh.... the days of the forts made out of blankets. I used to make them all the time in my Grandma's den closet. I always had the best time in that thing!
This was one of my favorite things to do as a kid. My dog, Charlie Brown, and I spent many warm evenings in our litle outdoor fort with blankets held up on a small walkway wall by bricks:)
Laura's Grandmother Klein made jer a cloth house that fit over a card table. The cloth roof was held up by a soda bottle, and one side had a door that opened. Laura's house was the envy of the neighborhood. Mom/Grandma/CC
My brothers and I would make "blanket forts" every Sunday after church! We loved it! And sometimes, if we were lucky, our parents would let us sleep in them!
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