A little kid’s dream.
September 02nd, 2008 at 09:13 pm
I loved moving boxes when I was younger. I just loved boxes. Whenever I came across one, I would sit in it and just have a little fort or something (I didn’t call it as such though). It was the best thing since the little foam S’s that came in packaging.
That reminds me: I used to get in a mess of trouble for rubbing them together. Eep.
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Dad would randomly bring home (huge) boxes from work.
Isn’t it funny how we’d have more fun with the box, then we had with the contents? A toy for example.
