We've had an astronomical number of refrigerator sized boxes in our basement for a while. When Oliver asked Anj to bring some boxes home from work, the man took it pretty seriously. Olives used them for forts and drawing boards for a few weeks, but then they got folded and stacked and that's how they've been.
I hadn't cut anything with scissors in about 24 hours (which is a long time for me), and had an idea. I sketched some letters, employed my cutters, and here's a new life for the boxes. Talk about sustainability. This cardboard just keeps on giving.
And now I'm off to calmly make Christmas cookies with two little girls. Heaven help me.