What I didn't realize is how hard big boxes are to get now a days. For a week Daddy and I called Nebraska Furniture Mart AKA the biggest furniture store in town. The guy in charge of the boxes wouldn't answer, or call back. It's odd to me that one guy is in charge of boxes! They shred them right away everywhere.
Finally I asked Target. The lady at the counter said, "Just call at 6 AM and tell them to save one for you." I did. They saved more then one. My boss gave me another. We were set!
Daddy made a box apartment for Isaak's birthday party. It was a huge hit at the party. On Mothers Day I had to have all 3 of us get in it.
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