Forts. Probably one of my favorite things about being a kid. Something about all the layers of sheets tucked and tied, the bounty of pillows and comforters covering the floor, and the secrets that are told within the fort. Those are the things that make it my favorite. Last week, I made a fort with Craig (the 5 year old in the family I'm living with) and we laughed and played and my heart was warmed. Not by the blankets, and not by the sheets, but by the simplicity of childhood.
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