When we first got here, and while we were still living out of boxes the boys were starting to get antsy about getting things out. I didn't want a lot of open boxes if things that were not getting put away.
So the boys took matters into their own hands. They decided that if they couldn't get toys out that they were going to go to Antarctica. And off they went.
It was a good day and ended with a cup of hot chocolate.... how else would one end a day in Antarctica??