After watching Indiana Jones multiple times last summer, I found Jake, my 7-year-old son, in his room one day with a belt tied diagonally across his shoulder, wrapping around his waist. A hat on his head and a rope in his hand. "What're you doing buddy?" I asked. "Playing Indiana Jones," he said. "Oh, yeah?" I laughed at his ingenuity. Jake was never a big costume kind of kid, so I was surprised to see him in this self-made get up. Proud of his creativity. "I'm fighting the Nazis," he said. Read more >
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