Our neighborhood rocks. There are easily 25 kids living just in the houses you can see from our front yard, so you can imagine the high volume of creative things that the kids can dream up.

Try to follow me through the haze of childhood reasoning as I describe what evolved to become “Kid Cornhole” - here is a bulleted list in chronological order:

• At some point on Saturday morning a large cardboard box was found
• Neighborhood kids began to take turns playing in the box
• Two holes were cut in the box so kids could peek through
• Tennis balls were found
• A kid stuck his head through a hole in the box and other kids tried to hit it with a tennis ball
• Hilarity ensued as other kids joined the fun and actually lined up to be “in the box” while others took pot-shots at their faces

Incredible what you can do with a cardboard box and some balls (both literally and, for those who stuck their heads through, metaphorically).