Cheap Entertainment
Some of my best playtime memories involve a large cardboard box. Dad would cut out doors and windows and Mom would arm us with fistfuls markers and crayons.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg4N6lyJt_U6gbY7vg9iw_2CLGkhjqQJUcCy_-PfrWxb27o6B_cpFCQyq1zo26FxnnkeKMNEhvtJXtti7n6ZaaC2h19_7AEohnKPPdnjykaZxrJDgwVdwEc4DyAroYAA6yPVxPZ7NTf4E/s400/IMG_5567Edit.jpg)
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Our creativity would take us hours into a make believe world. We made the best houses, covered wagons, and carriages. I was so excited when we got a large box and I told Harrison to go at it.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OTh4wG4lmUYZLuxFVuMancn-XwKkFWQJB3V-YTsPjYZGmpgTdjN_ZZ6vdEqxzL-_5N-K0WGNk1g5TG0w23yzfI5Ny_DgzZg8VMTQpVMMPsVTDqqE1SVTio7GaRtMiaz6BN5Q1TB83_g/s400/IMG_5561Edit.jpg)
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But, let me tell you...boys do not make houses from cardboard boxes, nor do they draw cute little pictures on the inner walls. Nope, within minutes the box had been a space ship, an armored tank, and then a charging bear.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_m8ZNrIPWMlFMvoGzDFRdld1uRX2DO-FTsMCxb1bYKPWA5Mw1BnZhvxLXYAHP5VyVll6bSfdPGhxmTTr4SjX4Fg2L-xbAJrSyf0MKR9i7QTGVpj_D-7Fl-GUcIvtfl_qrQlxob76vdaw/s400/IMG_5569Edit.jpg)
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The poor corrugated walls were reduced to ruins as my line backer in training tackled it to the ground. My ideas to construct a fort were dismissed in favor of designating it a crash landing site for blind leaps off the couch.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEZq0rquPCu0a04UyWKbdfIE0NTHebW-FUVZSeNdXYsnyHtS_kpAbcLnIxUJTbyTCPsiaCfJGB101wuvD8squMIyuGkPZGCdPgXBo7dY-5VZHZn3-oZTd6o5ntWcVOi6ChFY3O5EaP6kw/s400/IMG_5580Edit.jpg)
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So, we may not be hiding out in any cardboard forts around here, but I don't think my little man could have had more fun as he wrestled, tackled, and conquered that box. Sure was great entertainment...for both of us.
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