Hiding places

Today Evan discovered a spot behind the couch in that angled space between the window and the Coke machine that seemed fitting for a "fort". I always a thought a fort had to have some sort of roof but what do I know? Evan dragged pillows, blankets, his Chester, slippers, markers, trashcan, trucks and cars just to name a few items. Then he came out of his fort (this is mid-day mind you) and went to get his new CARS pajamas. He told he he was going to sleep back there. He put his pajamas on, I went upstairs, and the next thing I know the house is very, very quiet.