For several weeks the boys have been dutifully defending their territory and fighting the Kangaroo that has taken over our laundry room. I have chuckled several times over the silliness of the whole situation. For starters, Sage is honest to goodness a little bit scared of the Kangaroo that lives in the laundry room, even though I think he was the one who invented the mysterious Kangaroo. I truly think that something that started out as imaginary has now deeply rooted itself into the boys' beliefs because the battles rage on, the situation grows more complex, and the boys become more convinced. They discuss this imposter Kangaroo as if he really exists and I frequently hear, "Let's fight the Kangaroo!" The ridiculousness of the fact that they are fighting a Kangaroo, not a lion or a bear, but an animal without razor sharp teeth or a might roar, is not lost on me. When I hear their shrieks over the Kangaroo and when they come running upstairs with their weapons in han...