Not a cardboard box

Friday was a wet day and we spent it at home.  So Daniel and I went up to the loft, picked the biggest box we could find and turned it into… who knows?  It started as a house and turned into a train.  Daniel can stand in it and it has a steering wheel. I probably enjoyed sticking things on more than he did.  Its the kind of activity I want to do with him but we don’t often find time for.  Or maybe he’s just not quite ready for Blue-Peter style craft. Here is the result of our efforts yesterday.

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I started blogging after the birth of my first child. Since I stopped working, I realise I am defined far more by my relationships than by what I do. So, I am: wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend.

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