Benjamin is vacuuming, really. If he is not allowed to vacuum, he cries ... shades of his mother.
With great importance, Benjamin is packing a box of books that he subsequently packed and repacked countless times. It is still being worked on.
Hannah is hiding inside the fort that she made out of moving boxes, chairs from the kitchen table and cushions from the couch. Joseph is located within; he was lured there by his sister who used a bottle as bait.
Jacob is reading atop a pile of boxes. The pillow is his concession to comfort.
Jacob is watching me pack. Need I say more?
Benjamin is vacuuming, really. If he is not allowed to vacuum, he cries ... shades of his mother.
With great importance, Benjamin is packing a box of books that he subsequently packed and repacked countless times. It is still being worked on.
Hannah is hiding inside the fort that she made out of moving boxes, chairs from the kitchen table and cushions from the couch. Joseph is located within; he was lured there by his sister who used a bottle as bait.
Jacob is reading atop a pile of boxes. The pillow is his concession to comfort.
Jacob is watching me pack. Need I say more?
2 comments:
Elena, ask Mom about building forts on the front steps as kids in Sudbury, I guess Mom didn't want us making a mess in the house.
Mary, I've heard the story. I remember tales of incredible heat under wool blankets while sucking popsicles and that, somehow, because you were kids, the heat just didn't matter.
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