Luke's Train Fort

Today Luke decided to make a fort. A "train fortress", he called it. I've been noticing lately, how he has an engineering side to him; he loves putting things together--Legos, forts, "Paper men" as he calls them, puzzles, whatever. Maybe he will be an engineer when he grows up!

Personally, I'm not really into forts because somehow I'm always called to help--especially when they're are three of them. But at the same time, forts are fun, and the kids can play in forts for hours. So I let Luke build his fort(s) as I made the supper, but then I saw that he used all the dining room chairs.

Luke was so proud of his fort, he kept trying to get the other kids to play with in it but they didn't want to. I felt bad for Luke so I suggested that we eat our dinner under the forts and everyone shouted, "Yeah!" It was pizza, so it's not like we were having spagetti or something. Besides, Luke used up all the chairs.

I was glad I said yes. You could see how happy Luke was that everyone was eating in his forts.

The forts were small, so everyone had their own. Max developed a system that whenever he wanted more pizza, he would shoot his plate out across the room. I would then put a slice of pizza on the plate and shoot the pizza back under the fort to him. I was the waitress.

The girls wanted to share a fort together. We used Lucy's butterfly and flower blanket from her bed. At first, Anna was afraid to go under the fort in case the blankets came down on her and Lucy said, "Don't worry Anna, we're surrounded by butterflies and flowers!" And as they looked over their heads, yes, butterflies and flowers surrounded them on Lucy's butterfly and flower blanket.

Henry got in on the action too. He sat next to the girls fort and begged for scraps. I was impressed that he didn't pull the blankets down. I'm sure sure it was tempting.

Henry double-fisting his crusts.

Henry doesn't yet eat full pizza slices, we just give him the crusts with a little bit of sauce on it and he seems to like that. It was funny because Anna overheard me tell Lucy to give her crusts to Henry, and from underneath the blanket, I would see Anna toss crusts that she didnt' want to eat on to Henry's plate. Pretty soon, Henry had more than enough pizza crusts than he could handle.

When Dennis got home and saw the chairs, blankets, pizza crusts on the floor and some plates, he asked, "what on earth happened here?"

I told him, "Fun happened here."  And that doesn't happen very often!