I set them out on the table, ready to start sorting stuff into them. However, someone had other plans for for what should go inside the boxes:
Treasuring a timeless rite of childhood - box play - I opted to hold off on my housekeeping project in order to allow our literal Jack-in-the-box to play. Then, I closed the boxes up and stacked them against a wall until I had time to get back on-task another day.
Before such time materialized, the rest of the gang just could not resist the lure of boxes. Conductor Luke had a plan: boxes + stools + an exercise wheel + a Sit-and-Spin =
a post-dinner adventure on The Polar Express!
Whizzing up inclines, around bends and down hills.
Calling others to join the fun.
Who needs high tech toys or screen time? Inspiration from a book read weeks ago, coupled with memories of a Christmastime train ride and the provocation of a stack of boxes and my children were entertained for a good part of the evening!
