Having just had a big birthday party, you'd think the boys would be playing with new toys...but nothing can compete with the dirt box, a bunch of old trucks, and shovels. Daniel and Liam have 2 or 3 different holes they're working on. I actually made them surrender one because they were digging around a pipe that was supposed to be buried. I am constantly sending the boys back outside to rid themselves of the dust cloud. It is something like "Pig Pen" the Charlie Brown character. Dusting the house is hopeless (they'll be my excuse for the next few years). Maybe they'll find a buried treasure. Actually, they do unearth "treasures" all the time...snails, slugs, worms, dinosaur eggs (rocks). I finally designated a tree on the side of the house as a treasure tree. They can unload all of their finds there so they won't get lost and mom won't throw them out (and they won't make them a home inside the house). I hope it works. It's hard to grab handfulls of leaves, sticks, rocks etc. and sneak them out to the trash without getting caught by two very observant sons.
If it didn't get so hot, I think the boys would prefer to spend 90% of their time outside. They love riding bikes, playing on the swingset, playing in sprinklers (or any water they can find-drains, and puddles included), and watering the plants.
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