Theres boxes all over the place! Not all of them are folded right so that I can get into them, but I've had lots of boxes fun the last couple of days. Last night the Dad kept trying to put other things in boxes, and I kept jumping in. He said I wasn't being much help, but I wasn't trying to help! I was trying to make him stop putting stuff in those boxes 'cause I want to play in them!
Max keeps saying this is all bad news, but they're boxes! How can boxes be bad news?
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