Some time ago, my husband made a rash promise to "build a cubbyhouse" for the kids. Rash, as they hadn't ever forgotten that promise. And neither had I, putting suggested building designs on the fridge to inspire his building creativity.(somewhat like the images below, although simplified)
I won't tell you his opinion on my subtle suggestions.
Anyhow, the blessed day came when he announced he had started building the cubby house! From an old cattle crate. Although the hope of a little verandah with ladder seemed dashed, the kids were excited, as a cubby is a cubby, no matter what. Even though after the initial announcement, it took quite some time for the thing to be actual useable.
But it is now! (even though we need to make the floor, um, not dirt, with some rubber belting)
Always finding or acquiring stuff for free or in exchange for a carton of beer, or "take this away before I dump it" (you should see my back paddock, sigh) The Husband had a nice pile of colour bond roofing cover sheets that he screwed onto the metal frame of the old cattle crate for the walls and roof. Some time with the cut off saw and welder, and he made windows and doors.
It backs onto the car shed, so he only had to wall in one side and the ends. It resides under a big old tree, near the sandpit and swings, and is furnished with spare school desks, and my old dishwasher, and other assorted "dead" household appliances. Some weathered garden furniture sit outside in an attempt to give it some "rustic charm".
And other mischief occurs as well:
I have some old sheer curtains to hang at the cubby, but am waiting for the belting floor to happen first. Its never going to be clean and tidy, with the amount of sand cakes being baked, but the kids are happy - they have their cubby.