Lovebug in a box

Who can resist smiling Grace in a box? This was her idea when she and Amber came to visit us in January.
Watching Grace in the box brought back many memories of her mom and Aunties and Uncle Zach. Dad and I used to wonder if we wasted money on toys when a good big box proved more entertaining to the imaginations of our kids. Notice, the label on this box. Yes, it is in keeping with the Cain tradition of recycling boxes. It once held Shery's mummy sleeping bag, a gift from Santa that was to keep the bugs away while she slept in the Everglades. The mummy bag is still unused because Aunt Sheryl's Everglades trip was interupted by the flu. But the recycled box held all kinds possibilities for Grace's imagination. She originally wanted me to close her up inside like a big surprise package. That might have been possible earlier, but now Grace is 3 yrs. old and in the ninety third percentile in height. This is as far as I could get her snuggled in. She's a smiling Jack in the box. But, there aren't enough boxes to hold all the joy, laughter, imagination, and surprise of Princess Gracie Lovebug. But I can store some bits and pieces like this one in memory and pictures to sweeten the bland and even bitter days that pop up thanks to my Funny Valentine.