41. The imagination box

This entry was originally going to be about two events, one cute and one really pretty sad, but since this draft is a year old or more, I only remember the imagination box. Also, I have enough sadness going on in my life right now to have to try to dig up more from the past.

I think I may have written about this before, but if I did, then just bear with me. It's a cute story, so...

One day, Tristan climbed into a box, like he's still prone to doing from time to time. It was a regular cardboard box, nothing special, but I remember Tristan sitting in it, playing in it a bit and then his mother saying something like: this is an imagination box Tristan. It can become anything you want it to become.

Tristan then looked at the box, looked back up and said: "Imagination doet het niet," which means something like "Imagination doesn't work."
It was an adorable moment.

And the best part is that Tristan is still just as cute now (8 jul 2011) as he was a year or more ago. I'm glad he's turning out okay, despite all the crap with his parents.