(Nathaniel)
I left my study and returned to the living room. Ethan was sitting beside his dinosaur house, trying to make a bed from a piece of cardboard. My mother had given him a small piece of fabric to use as a blanket. He looked up when he heard me approaching.
"Dad, I need your help," he announced. "The bed keeps falling over." He held up the cardboard and showed me where he'd tried to fold it. "Can you make it stay like this?"
I sat beside him and examined his work. The cardboard needed another piece underneath to support it. I found some glue and attached two smaller pieces to the bottom. Ethan waited until it dried before placing his dinosaur on top.
"It works!" he exclaimed, looking pleased with himself. "Now the baby dinosaur has somewhere to sleep." He placed the fabric over
