"Whoa, easy there speedy. We need some building materials first." She pulled him in the opposite direction first. In the kitchen junk drawer, she found a spool of string the kids had used for kite making. That would work.

She handed it to him to hold and then headed for the stairs. They took them slowly, despite his enthusiasm. She didn't want him to fall.

On the fourth floor landing, she released his hand and smiled. "Okay, you go find a good, empty room for fort building. I'll go get the other stuff we need." Also, she didn't want him going in the linen closet. Those were not memories for a four year old.