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Bargain Building

What happens when Mommzilla bargain shops? The kids get the benefit, literally. I recently partook amongst the Amazon.com sale and bought several items in bulk including Au Gratin potatoes, which are easy to cook and all the little monsters like them (including the big monster, hubby, who can be finicky with his food). When the order got here yesterday, C-dub's lttle eyeballs lit up like he was looking at a Christmas tree.

"Mom! I'm so 'cited that you bwought us presents. That was supa nice of ew! Can we open 'em uped?" He was already peeling the tape off of one of the large boxes. When he finally got the tape peeled back and the box opened, his face clearly showed his dismay.

"Food, Mom? How boringggg!" This was his reply as he started to dig through the boxes. Suddenly, as if a little light went off in his head, he looked up and smiled.

"Momma, can I pretty please pway with the pawtatoh boxes?" Not really seeing the harm in this I told him that he could, but just not to damage it past the point of human consumption. So this is what he and Gun-Gun did...

He first carefully constructed a stwucture (his words):

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And then made some faces at his brother:

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And some more faces...

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He was so proud of his creation...

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But Gun-Gun was mad! Brother wouldn't share, so Gun-Gun took one. And wouldn't give it back...

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And so the game was over...

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Both boys were mad but at least my pawtatoh boxes were safe and eventually secured in their own cupboard, never to be molested again.

The end.

Comments

My sons' "favoritest" toys were large cardboard boxes and steak knives. They built mansions.

Those are the best kind of toys.

Oh my those are some cute pictures! Looks like they had fun.

Those are great pictures San.

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