“”””What am I supposed to do with this thing?”””””
Come on, that sounds like one of the kids nowadays.
“A plain cardbord box... what am I supposed to do with this”?
Thats not a cardboard box. Thats a pirate ship plundering for treasure! Thats a jail and you are a gunslinger about to breakout! Thats an alien spaceship heading for the middle of the universe! Thats a racecar at the Indy500! Thats a tent in the wilderness.. you are DaveyCrocket and surrounded by grizzly bears! Thats a dungeon and you have broke in to free the princess held captive!
...at least thats how we rolled when we were kids.
Nowadays... face in the screen... beep beep blip beep... tap tap... computer screen... tap tap... cell phone... beep beep. “Hey Mom whats that outside?”
Oh honey, thats what we call ‘The Sun’.
“Wow” return to screen... beep beep... tap tap tap... blip beep beep.......
A cardboard box full of kids was great for grooming the slope (our street) on a snowy day so we could go even faster on our sleds. The town never plowed our street and barricaded it so us kids could have it as our own.
Lawyers have made sure that can never happen again.
Ahhhh, another adult who enjoys watching SBSP.
"It's surprisingly interesting... for a narrative about a sponge."
Imagination is the key. I remember I had a doll when I was a little girl, that I had gotten for Christmas. For some reason I broke it, so my mother said you are not getting another doll. So I took a piece of wood and put it in the doll carriage and pretended it was a doll. I never forgot this