It goes without saying that sometimes a box is the best gift you can give a child. Mary Grace and Carson have been playing hard with this (pretty sweet) box house since its construction yesterday. Carson the Wannabe Dictator continues to order me around with big dreams for his new abode. “Mama! Make me a dinosaur! Make a lamp! Make a shelf for my phone. You have to do it. You just have to!” Lord help any future contractor that deals with this firstborn of mine…

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  1. The last thing that I remember upon leaving the house on Christmas eve was the toys strewn about and the kids sitting in the boxes.

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