However, the two kids arrived at home with big grins on their faces and excitement in their eyes and my day was immediately brightened. After spending about half an hour deciding what to do with our evening, we settled on making a den. We laboured away, hanging up sheets, rearranging books, gathering toys and duvets, putting up bunting until, voila... we had our den!
This little adventure of ours took me down memory lane. My brother, sister and I used to make dens all the time! Our dens were our sanctuary. Our place to play undisturbed, our place where our imaginations could run wild, where we were adventurers, we were princesses stuck in a tower waiting to be saved, we were knights attacking from the outside, we were intrepid explorers discovering a new cave. Oh the bushes that we destroyed with our outside dens! If we made dens inside, they would last for days and we would insist that every game must be played in the den, every movie must be watched inside the den and on occasion, we were even allowed to sleep in the den.
What are your favorite childhood memories?
|The kids (don't worry- I asked their parents permission before posting this!)|
|The finished product!|