Of all the places to sit, why is is that when a laundry basket is left out, Sam makes himself all comfy...
Maybe it goes back to the days of when he was little and I would tie a rope on the handle and pull him through the house.
I guess Sam forgot to call "seat check" because look who's in it now. Or maybe Ben wishes he was like Anabelle, the dog, who also likes to curl up in baskets.
I don't know what I love more - the fact that even though they are growing up they do these things like they were little again, or the fact that Ben loves wearing my Dad's sailor hat around the house.