last night my tomboy princess asked if she could camp out in her room. i told her of course. a lttle while later, my handsome hubby went to check on her as he always does and found her crying because she couldn't build a tent. good grief. i didn't know she wanted a tent. it's somewhere around 10 at night at this point, not a school night obviously. so my husband comes down and tells me he's building the princess a tent. . . . wait, what? then he explained what was going on. i see wood going up and hear pounding. i think, our poor towering teen is trying to sleep in the room next to her. i went to check on the progress and see what i could do to help out. this is what i found.
really basic because hello, it's after 10 at night. immediately, mom sees a problem with this plan. how are you going to get the blankets to stay up? hubby grabbed some tacks, mom has a better idea.fitted sheets! they hang onto the top and bottom all by themselves! we draped a flat sheet over the back of the tent to complete it. this is why my husband and i make a good team. one of us gets things rolling and the other comes in with the rest of the plan.
there are plans for a collapsing version that she can keep in her room and put up for herself. i'll update when we figure that one out. should be interesting.
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