Last week we finally got around to building a sandbox for Finn. Building is really too strong a word - I dug a hole in the ground and lined it some time ago, and last week filled it with 1500 pounds of sand. I also ringed it with river rocks, ostensibly to keep the sand from going all over the lawn. Finn came and helped me choose the rocks, and only when I laid them out did I realize that he'd picked them with an eye to whether or not they fit in his dump truck. So the rocks, instead of bordering the sand box, are now scattered through it for various construction related reasons.
Yesterday, we had folks over for a spontaneous Memorial day barbecue, and Finn and his friends Jack and Joss took over the sand pit and decided that the rocks were all dinosaur eggs that needed to be buried. And this morning at breakfast, for the first time in quite a while, look who made an appearance.
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