Forts

Toa of Boy has claimed (again) the space behind the corner chair in the living room as his fort.

He does this periodically. He'll claim the space, move a bunch of his toys into it, and spend several days crawling back there to play. Then he realizes that playing in a cramped foot and a half of space isn't that great, and he abandons the fort for months on end.

A little more or less than a year later, and he rediscovers his 'fort.'

Such happened today. Weapons were moved in. Pillows were moved in. A blanket was moved in. Stuffed guard dogs were moved in. A plastic banana was moved in. The fort was established.

At bedtime tonight, he draped another blanket between the back of the armchair and the stand of TV trays to form a tent over the fort. He took in his pillow from his bed, and informed me that he was ready for bedtime.

I asked him if he had brushed his teeth, verified that he had a pillow and a blanket back there, and gave the go ahead to sleeping in a tightly wedged ball of boy.

The Jedi came upstairs to tuck Toa in, and bedtime prayers were said to a stuffed arm chair. He did crawl back out for a hug.  I turned out the living room light, and left the room.

That was an hour ago. I'm assuming he's asleep back there.

If worse comes to worse, I know a great massage therapist ;)