The sandbox in our back yard is one of the most popular places to play at our house.
I love it when the entire neighborhood is packed into our sandbox, so busy that they barely look up when I take pictures of them.
I also love it when they go home covered in mud because I can envision the looks on their mother's faces.
It fills me with glee.
If they try to come in to go to the bathroom while in this condition, I say, "Sorry, you have to go home to go to the bathroom."
Just kidding! I'm not that mean! I just tell them to go in the neighbor's yard.
Of course, I'm still kidding. What I think really happens is that they don't tell me at all and they go behind the snowball bush. Yes, I'm sure that's it.
Oh well. It's better than mud tracked through the house.
