Uncle M decided it'd be wise to teach M and C the ways and windings of the box maze. We started collecting and adding boxes over time, decorating, rearranging, taping them together. It's been fun and nostalgic to teach the kids to use the box saw. The smells of cardboard shavings and masking tape. They've enjoyed coloring inside and outside - C made many a member of a lion family out of the cut-out scraps. We've added strands of lights, windows, doors, and even a lookout tower. We have over a dozen boxes now, taking up quite a large chunk in the basement.
When will it end, when will we stop? I say not til there's a box-maze-slide down the basement stairs!