taming

My kids give me wrinkles and gray hair, but they also improve my vision. 
I see a box, they see a boat.  They turn a picnic table into a pirate ship, and a few chairs lined up become a bus, a plate the steering wheel.
In the age of Pinterest, it’s easy to feel like a first-class creative failure, but the boys don't need me to design elaborate play.
Baking brownies from a box can be fun.  The alley is full of ghosts for them to hunt.  They are happy building castles or statues or garages out of wooden blocks.
And there is almost always a circus act occurring in the kitchen.