I remember one year as a kid, we had just moved and had all kinds of boxes from the move still around. We did not have a lot of money at the time because of that little thing and my mom had just had my brother so that made money even tighter.
So Mom and Dad put their minds together and their resources and using his tools and her art supplies...turned one of the boxes into a grandfather clock for me to wear around our neighborhood. Some may say, you have got to be kidding...a clock. My sister went out dressed up as a washing machine...it is amazing what you can do with old moving boxes and young kids. I think I got the better end of that deal.
In Honor of my nephew serving our country in the 787th MP Unit out of FT Leonard Wood