My "three" boys, enjoying their club house, as Noah calls it. I remember building these with my little sister in our living room when I was a little girl. Yes, I'm all grown up, but I have to admit; these little homemade tents are still fun for me. The excitement and energy the boys had when they got to go in the tent must of rubbed off on me, because after crawling inside, we sat and giggled, and for a few brief moments, I felt like a little kid again. Then the boys kicked me out, no girls allowed I guess!
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Tent City
My "three" boys, enjoying their club house, as Noah calls it. I remember building these with my little sister in our living room when I was a little girl. Yes, I'm all grown up, but I have to admit; these little homemade tents are still fun for me. The excitement and energy the boys had when they got to go in the tent must of rubbed off on me, because after crawling inside, we sat and giggled, and for a few brief moments, I felt like a little kid again. Then the boys kicked me out, no girls allowed I guess!
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