Why is it that when ever I try to remove things from this house (toys/gadgets/clothes etc etc) said item then becomes the best thing known to man. This tent has lived a good life. It has been fun and entertaining. I thought it was on it's way out. Then, it magically re-appeared in my family room. The two actually worked together well (team work I think they called it) to set it up. I asked what it was doing down in the middle of the family room and this is the answer I got- from Molly-- "you told me to read my book, I needed to make an awesome book reading area". um, how am I suppose to respond to that?!
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