Building Forts

So as of late there has been a lot of fort building in our living room. It involves all things therein including chairs, toys & of course couch cushions. At the end of the day C doesn't want the fort taken down, but after the boys have gone to bed what do we do? Do we leave the fort up?...yes, sometimes we do, but other times not, but then of course there is one sad little boy in the morning. Oh the dilemma.  :)

Building forts with my boys now, I am reminded of how when I met B, in the early days of our courtship, we built a fort in his parents living room one night. No, we didn't meet at the age of 5 like you might now be thinking, but actually in our early 20s. Looking back on moments & memories like these, I realize I have been blessed to find a kindred child-like spirit in my husband. These days though it seems the weariness of the day & it's trials make our child-like joy less vivid. Thankfully our sweet boys embody the joy we once & still do try to capture as we grow older. I don't remember why we did it, and it seems so silly now, but we built a fort out of couch cushions in B's parent's living room one night....I think I knew I loved him before that, but that was pretty cool too.