My son is asking for a tent in a backyard for a longest time, and I am always so scared of what might crawl in to ever get close to say "Yes" to his Innocent sense of adventure. As a child I used to have similar ideas and somehow back then, people were more laid back and during hot summer nights we children stayed up late to either listen to adults tales all curled up at their feet or would form a tiny circle in which one of us ( literate enough ) would read some nicely illustrated book about ancient times when knights and princesses ruled this world... Pictures made up for many words we couldn't read right... Imaginations soared and later on our dreams were filled with that magic of a perfect tale shared with the loved ones.This two brothers all wrapped up in a book share that same moment and magic we used to know years back when we could count years of our life on fingers of one hand.
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