Today I built a cubby and it made me remember how simplistic and enjoyable childhood was. I made it with minimal help from 5 year old O'man - I made him think he made it , but the architectural design was all my idea. I was even (secretly) chuffed when my partner came in to see it and exclaimed how great it was and that it was 'the best cubbyhouse in the world!' I believed him, of course, and relished in my greatness. I even took photos.
After 5 minutes O'man wanted to watch Who Framed Roger Rabbit and humoured me when I asked him what he thought of the cubby, stating "good, it's really good" whilst leaving it uninhabited. Which now means I must return to adulthood....
Friday, January 18, 2008
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My brother and I made the BEST cubbies! We'd put a whole sheet over the dining table and pull out the chairs and it would be HUGE!
Wow, flashbacks.
-milly
They were so much fun, but they are STILL fun. So stop renting - build a cubby!
You, me, the cubby, later ;)
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