Print in Place Schoolbox!

"Daddy, I'm so excited for my first day of 1st grade tomorrow! You got the schoolbox for my crayons, right?"
"Of course, I wouldn't forget that!"

Another lie you've told your child. How did you become this monster?

After years of psyching her up for school, that day is finally here. You were at the store, sure, but there was that great sale on hairspray and frog tape that you just had to have to further your 3D printing exploits. There was also a really good sale on a PS4 game.

She tagged along, watching the excitement in your eyes, just like the excitement you see in her eyes now. In a way, both are self serving, and on the other end, slight disappointment.

You get her to bed, wondering what to do. Can you cobble together something quick? can you find a cardboard box that can hold the crayons? Who really needs a schoolbox anyway? Isn't it just a box to hold another box?

You're through with excuses. That's not you. Is that the attitude Kennedy had when faced with the