Last night, T wanted to make something. He told me he was a cheetah a few minutes after that.
A huge box came from Woot...
Brain kicked in and BAM! We made a cave for my little cheetah.
We painted it...
and I added green streamers (like grass hiding the cave) and the packing paper was the rocks around the entrance (work with me)
our artwork
he played in it for a long time... he loves it... and it reminded me of all the times my dad and I did this. We made offices and I used to have them at his office and people would come and "buy" stuff from me. Then we would drink warm rootbeer (not a fan of ice) with twizzlers. Good times... good times.
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