blustery-day fort.
Luckily we had some pvc piping and 90 degree joints on hand. (We highly recommend collecting a bit of this cheap building material.)

After constructing a squarish shape, we used rope to create a hanging apparatus. Actually, we couldn't find any rope so we used braided balloon-string and had a great discussion. "How are families like this string? Are we stronger by ourselves or together? How can we work as a team like the strings in this braid?" You know, momly conversation.

I stuck an anchored hook in the ceiling and hanged the string at the cross. Then we used clothes-pins to fasten sheets for walls. Ideally, I would cut fabric to the right size and sew it together to make a tidy and reusable tent. Ideally. But this was okay, too.


We furnished what became our royal tent in only the finest of things.

And examined any potential court-members closely before admitting them.



Extravagant lighting. Ornate thrones.

And grandpa supplies the luxurious feast.


Oh, I love my life.
Even if they did name me "the evil princess" because I was bossing them around while we were making the fort.
After constructing a squarish shape, we used rope to create a hanging apparatus. Actually, we couldn't find any rope so we used braided balloon-string and had a great discussion. "How are families like this string? Are we stronger by ourselves or together? How can we work as a team like the strings in this braid?" You know, momly conversation.
I stuck an anchored hook in the ceiling and hanged the string at the cross. Then we used clothes-pins to fasten sheets for walls. Ideally, I would cut fabric to the right size and sew it together to make a tidy and reusable tent. Ideally. But this was okay, too.
We furnished what became our royal tent in only the finest of things.
And examined any potential court-members closely before admitting them.
Extravagant lighting. Ornate thrones.
And grandpa supplies the luxurious feast.
Oh, I love my life.
Even if they did name me "the evil princess" because I was bossing them around while we were making the fort.
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