Jace and I built a fort in his dad's basement.
We left the ceiling partially open so that we could use the "natural" basement light to read with. Jace played with a wooden block puzzle I brought him that I'd gotten for Christmas but couldn't get back together (he figured it out no problem) and I read him Young Adult Novel by Daniel Pinkwater until my arms got too tired from holding it up and we had to take a break.
During the day time the light from the side glass doors shone in through the quilt and trampoline to light up the place.
It was probably the biggest fort I've ever built. Also possibly the coldest. But we were, after all, in Michigan.
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