Fitted with Armor

I was about to sent a couple of boxes off to the recycling bin, when Mr. SP came up to me.  “Mom, I was wondering if we could keep those two boxes.  I have an idea of something I would like to make with them.”

“Sure.  OK.  Just clean up when you are done making.”

He was off to the office for a long time, and after a bit, a very excited five year old came bounding through clad in a box.  Mr. SP made him his own set of cardboard armor, complete with a cardboard sword reinforced with duct tape.  He was a very happy boy, and I was so excited that Mr. SP had taken it upon himself to make something really treasured for his little brother.  They aren’t the type of brothers that spend a great deal of time playing together, so it was really special.

Mr. TOF has been wearing his box all over.  In fact, last week I was working with a student and Mr. TOF, clad in his box, quietly tiptoed through the foyer and up the stairs.  The teenage student stopped playing and looked at me and said, “Did I really just see a box with a head walk through?”

Yes. Yes, you did.