It arrived in a huge box.
My boys were wriggling with excitement at its potential. (I was excited too, if only because we were without a sofa for a full month while we waited for the arrival of this new one.)
Pens were out and scribbling before the package had even been emptied.
Cartons mean fun stuff and this box was big enough for all of them. It filled quickly with the three who always tackle the biggest and best play opportunities.
I think this was their happiest moment all weekend. Maybe it was the long school week behind them to blame for the ratty brood I have had to deal with these past two days. Or Maybe it is the road ahead; the prospect of a lengthy school year to come. The heatwave hasn't been helping the situation either.
*Shortly after taking these images, Joaquin decided to dive on top of the carton while his brothers were inside it. It was a bad move for them, and everyone, from there on...
How did the weekend look at your house?
|Sunday afternoon: A cool change, a return to friendliness and the box is a happy play place again.|
Isn't it always the way?