Sandbox

We were recently at a family reunion for ODD’s mom’s family.  The house it was held at had a great big sandbox with lots of sand toys.  Our kids loved it and we had to practically drag them out of the sand when it was time to go.  On the way home ODD began planning out where we could put a sandbox in our yard.  We decided to transplant a few of my herbs and set one up in a corner garden area.  I left ODD to do all the work and took off to the Cupcake Conference, which was awesome, by the way.

When I returned home ODD sent me outside to have a look at our brand new sandbox and told me how the kids had spent quite a while playing in it once it was finished.  Since then they have played in it for a little while almost every day and would probably play in it even more if it weren’t 90+* outside.

The other day ODD took the kids outside to play and as they made their way across the grass Peanut burst into song.  To the tune of “I Love to See the Temple” she sang, “I love to see the sandbox, I’m going there someday.”  She takes after her daddy in making up new word to songs.

Yeah, it’s on the small side but so is our yard and so are our kids.  The big piece of wood is a cover so the neighborhood cats don’t use the sandbox as a potty while we’re inside.  It is propped against the fence while the kids play.

Sometimes they play happily together, other times not so much.  This was a happy moment.

This wasn’t so much.  That’s Wingnut sitting himself down and having a little cry after I relieved him of a shovel he was using to whack Peanut in the head.