daddy gave the kids a large box that some furniture came in. they had me cut out a window and make a door and they decorated it like an apartment, one which apparently has a cat [note: mama is allergic to cats]. however, today this is what i got:
5yo: you know what else we call our box? when we have done something bad, we call it the Box of Shame and we go in it and feel ashamed of something bad we did.
i am not entirely sure how i feel about this….i am laughing hysterically while trying to figure it out…..
Did you ask where she got the idea? That is freaking hilarious. Crazy kids.
no, i was kind of afraid to ask. 🙂