Brandon played in this cardboard box all day today. It was fun to watch him play in it. He's got such a good imagination (for a 2 year old :) ) Any way, after I took these pictures I remembered that my mom wrote a poem (one of her many hidden talents) about boxes. She wrote one for each of her kids, added pictures and put them in a book for us. I'll have to scan in some of the pages some time. The boxes page has pictures of Johnathan (my brother) in a CLOTH diaper crawling in and out of a big box. Pretty cute. Any way, here's the poem. . .
Boxes
My grandma got a brand new toy,
I think it is a dryer.
I got the BOX,
oh what a joy.
I quickly climbed insider her.
First it was an army tank, next a rocket to the moon.
Then it was a pirate ship in a blue lagoon.
A big jet plane, a submarine crusin' in the deep.
A fire engine and a train, or a cave in which to sleep.
When mama came to take me home,
I hid just like a fox.
Oh what a joy for a little boy
is a great big cardboard box.
By: Laura Lee 1998
I gave him construction paper and glue to decorate his "rocket ship"
He loved it!