This is a box. I don't have to tell you that. But this box isn't just a box. Today it was my 22 month old niece's playhouse. She has toys. Oh, does she have toys. But she barely wanted any of them while I was there. She just wanted this box, with a "window" cut in the side that she could push open and closed. "Knock knock - who home?" It was her house, it was where her babies slept, and it was something she could pop out of and yell "surprise!" It made me miss being that age, that easily entertained. It made me miss being able to get away just by closing a cardboard flap. And it made me smile. I wouldn't trade the time I get to spend with that little girl for anything in the world. Who knows - maybe before these 365 days are up, I'll make my own little cardboard castle.
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