You ever have one of those days?
When just a few shirtless minutes on the garden swing would be so relaxing?
The dress-up box was one of my boys' favorite things. Packed full and delivered as a gift by Grandma, it had imagination oozing from every crack. I picked up clearance Halloween costumes and restocked every now and then, just often enough to keep it interesting.
I'd hear the screen door BANG and look out to see Superman, Spiderman or Wolverine whooshing past the window swinging a stick-gun.
Army Guy, Bible Man or a Sea Captain might belly slide down the stairs from naptime.
Crazy Clown, Cape Guy or the ever popular "Bad Man" might show up after dinner to challenge Dad to the wrestling match of his life.
Sometimes Insane Spidey would meander out to sit on the swing with
me for just a little while.