Thursday, June 28, 2012

I Think We Need A Sandbox, Mom

Each time Ben runs around the corner of the house, I know where he is going.
He has gone to dig in the dirt.

He runs from the kiddie pool to the dirt, and back, repeatedly while we are outside.

He is really only truely happy when he has mud on himself somewhere.

1 comment:

  1. I don't understand why he needs a sand box when he's got some perfectly good dirt right there by the house. When I was a kid the "sand" was the area of the dirt with the fewest boulders. Dog standing there wondering why the kid gets to dig in the dirt but she gets yelled at. Tough life.