Image by jer979 via FlickrFor the past few weeks, my two kids have come home from school, disappeared into the basement for 2 hours, and then re-emerged for dinner time.
What is it about basements that attract kids?
Growing up, my brothers and I also cherished the privacy of the basement.
Is it "out of sight" of parents? The feeling that you are 'under ground.'
For the psychologists out there, is there some part of our psyche (a la 'man cave') that cherishes relative seclusion?
The imaginary world they are building is fantastic. I am cherishing this part of parenting.
All because of a basement.