Boxing Days

THE BEST BOX!

THE BEST BOX!

As it turns out, parenting is mostly buying stuff in giant cardboard boxes and then making room in your house for the empty cardboard boxes to live for about a month or so. Most recently for us the boxed purchase was a red car bed for our soon-to-be 3-year-old.

And while the car bed sat unused for several days after its arrival—save for a few exploratory bounces on the mattress—the giant box was an immediate hit. I realize, of course, that this isn’t a novel observation. A gift-giving occasion doesn’t go by without someone making a joke about how they should have just gotten their kids a bunch of empty boxes. Empty box jokes are an American tradition unlike any other. However, many of those jokes are presented without photo or video evidence containing sweet TV show references. That’s about to change…

In case it wasn’t clear. They were saying “Super Gekko muscles.” And if you don’t know that that means, what’s your problem?

OK, it’s from PJ Masks.

And if you don’t know what PJ Masks is, you better educate yourself.

Go ahead, you won’t be sorry.

OK, you’ll probably be sorry.

But, really, what else do you have to do. Other than clearing space for cardboard boxes, your schedule is pretty wide open.