The box it came in.


It is an old cliche that kids like the box the gift came in more than the gift itself, but it's a cliche for a reason: there is some as yet undiscovered force of physics or molecular biology that forms a strange attraction between child and empty box. We received a generous box of wrapped gifts from my parents today and after joyfully depositing them under the tree, Bea spent a nontrivial amount of time figuring out how to wedge herself into the cardboard. (also: holy smokes is that girl looking prettier and more like her momma every day.)

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