After a lecture of “mom’s car is not a toy box” and “if you don’t pick up your things I’m throwing them out” while driving home yesterday, Deacon was in deep thought. This of course was after the bickering of who was going to carry the HotWheels dinosaur ramp back into the house. Followed by another argument about who brought it in the car in the first place.
“Guys, there has to be portal we could get. Wouldn’t it be cool if we had a portal that we could put things in and they would go back to where they belong. And it was like only $5.99!”
L – “Yeah. We should make a prototype.”
F – “Dat would be so cool Deacon. Really.”
I want that damn portal too!
It’s Monday morning and I’m still finding Nerf darts all over the house. Everywhere! But I’m not complaining. We had an epic family battle. Kids against the grown-ups. We sometimes forget in the midst of our lives and endless to-do lists that it’s so important to just drop it all and play! They’re only little for so long. So although there was popcorn on the floor, darts everywhere, and swords strewn all over the entire house…the mess is welcome and well worth it.
Don’t forget to play. They’ll remember when mom got them square in the back with a foam dart and my victorious war whoops that followed.