I walked out to the car to grab some paint yesterday afternoon and tried to kick an empty storage container out of the way. But it didn't move. So I kicked it again. Trepidacious from recent skunk sightings, I considered lifting it, but the box started moving and my bleary-eyed child emerged.
With no thought of possible suffocation, he grabbed his frasada and his mono and curled up under a box in the back yard sun and took a nap. I guffawed uproariously, congratulated him on his creativity, and then warned him never to do anything like that again ... or else....
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