Thursday, June 2, 2011

For One Short Evening

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."

12 comments:

  1. ah, good times!

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  2. Oh good grief- I would have a heart attack if that arrived in my garden! Looks great fun though- hope it's all coming along well x

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  3. A dream playground for little boys! So fun.

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  4. OMG! What LUCKY boys! That's awesome!

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  5. That pile and machinery looks like a kid's dream come true. The pictures are a mom's dream come true. So cute! And wise perspective on the mess:)

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  7. i bet the sound of this play was lovely to hear too! love the pics of the boys in the shovel!

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  8. Uh,let me try again-apparently I don't use question marks.doh!

    Can I come over to play? Looks like loads of fun to me. Cute,cute boys.

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  9. What the heck is going on over there? :)

    Looks like SO much fun.

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  10. Well, this is heaven for kids! I hope for you that you DO NOT have to do this every year, though! I love your new deck - and right off your bedroom. That is heaven for grown ups!

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  11. OMG...a boys paradise!!

    How fun...have a fantastic weekend Tara!

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  12. what a fantastic memory for both you guys & your boys. your right dirt washes away, but childhood memories are priceless.

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