One day after school Sam shot up the stairs upon entering the house. Then ten minutes later I called him down for homework. This is what came down the stairs claiming to be my child:Sam has a Rubbermaid container that resides under his bed and stores his costumes. Mostly super hero capes, and such. His Halloween costumes from the past are also there. Sam is wearing the ghost costume I made him when he was three. There is a white hat that goes with this costume. Obviously he couldn't find it. But the homework must go on!
That doesn't mean things didn't get a little carried away.