After the surge in toys after Christmas, we decided to buy an under-the-bed plastic storage box. Josie had misunderstood a "box for under the bed" as a "box for a bed" and therefore was psyched to come to bed tonight and sleep in her new box!!
Well who am I to disappoint an excited 2 year old?! So I carted it upstairs and Hannah proceeded to line it with her duvet and pillow.
Will, not to be out-done, then wanted to sleep in his "rocket ship" - the cardboard box Hannah's cello came in. So I carted that upstairs too.
Both are as quiet as dormice as I type this, no mention of "Milkies" or "5 minutes reading".
Rufus on the other hand just wanted his cot, give it time though...
