Living Out of Boxes

So not literally, it's not like we moved or anything. It's just that Mae, Pax and I LOVE boxes. Mae always starts it, snags a box that a delivery comes in or something and then it just gets so contagious.

So here was Mae's initial run at it; actually carved out some space underneath the kids table in the kitchen... and actually napped there.

Then she moved it to the living room and did some diary writing before getting sleepy and curling up in it again.

Then it was my turn. Got a bigger box came a couple days later and I put up some signage on that bad boy and made it my home.

Took in the Blackhawks game from it.

Had my cup of tea in it.

And don't forget this guy. Luckily he needed a much smaller box which was easy to find and then he made it his one...

That is until he realized my box was pretty cool so he waited tip I was at school and took up shop in my box.

And then I find out later not only is he in there but he's running around in it naked and even dribbled a little bit of pee in it... not cool, Pax, not cool.