Well picture this:
Leftover boxes found while cleaning out the laundry room = lots of fun for some little boys. They built castles and forts, etc. Then when I came back down to the basement, the fort was larger. How? They found MORE boxes of course. But not just any boxes. The two boxes of china that I have not unpacked since moving to Ohio. I really don't have a spot for the china here, so I thought leaving it boxed (and safe away in the laundry room) was the best option. But the boxes were noticed on "clean the laundry room day" and the boys remembered. These boxes just happen to have been on the bottom making a great foundation for other boxes, blankets, and boys weighing up to 48 pounds. Then they jump. And they play fight.
So at least for now, I'm not looking. No visual. Not opening. I just don't want to know.
Before this sounds too dramatic, you should know my China was bought at a flea market and given to me by my mom one year as a Christmas gift. It is not super duper sentimental or super duper expensive, but it is a little sentimental and a little expensive and really beautiful (this great light blue and silver) and it is my china!
Grant me patience!