Krissy and I often joke that Christmas presents for littles are silly. All they really need, for hours upon hours of creative play, is a cardboard box. Although I know Joshua would be disappointed if all he received WAS a box, I am quite certain that the amount of time he spent playing (not to mention sleeping) in a cardboard box this weekend will be unrivaled by many of his Christmas gifts!
On Friday, we received a big box full of gifts from Amazon. Brenna helped me wrap. Joshua taught Mataya how to play with the box.
It was a fort.
A train.
A bathtub.
A boat.
And finally I sent it up to Joshua's room so that we could more easily walk through the dining room for supper.
I tucked him into bed.
An hour or so later, I received a video on my phone from Jamison. He had just headed upstairs to go to bed, and he thought I should see what Joshua was up to. . . this time!
The little stinker had left his comfy bed to sleep in the box!
As you can see, it was not THAT big a box!
The next morning I teased him about sleeping in it. He replied with a giggle, "Well, I did not sleep in it all night! I woke up with a BIG neck ache. It was not very comfortable."
Throughout the weekend, the box was a much loved toy.
This view took my breath away.
It was early Saturday morning. I left the family room to grab a cup of coffee; and when I returned, Joshua and Mataya, along with their blankeys, were snuggled up inside the box watching cartoons.
Siblings.
When my children love each other well, my heart rejoices.
