For one short evening we had the world's biggest sandbox in our backyard.
And with the kind permission of the workers, the boys played like only boys can play. I believe a squeal of delight was heard when Mike threw the bag of sand toys down into the pit formerly known as our backyard.
Let's not worry about the dirt. It is easily washed away and swept up. And sweep I did.
And don't forget about the mighty machines left to rest for the following day. The workers suggested the boys climb in. Such nice men but the boys didn't need the invitation.
Keegan: "Can we keep it like this?" Us: "No." Keegan: "Well, then can we do this once a year?" Us: "That's funny. . . No."