Remember that I wanted a sand box? Remember Hubby tried to get a big tire for me but then almost got the skid loader stuck? Well the days here turned hot last week and it had been dry long enough that Hubby had a window of opportunity to get a tire. Here’s the story on that is you missed it.
Well the tire got to my house….then the debate started on where to put the tire. He wanted it closer to the house. I wanted it closer to the swing set. I won.
Our neighbors have a skid loader so we paid them to get and move the sand for us. There are three boys who live there….all of them do lots of motor and mechanic things. They seemed pretty happy to have a job, albeit a short one.
There’s Hubby directing…
Several blog readers told me that I wouldn’t want a sand box because of cats and such. Right now very few cats cross our property. There is an open lot next to us and one behind us. The cats prefer those lots as there are no dogs. All I know is that we are giving it a try.
Growing up our kids had a 12′ x 16′ sandbox and they loved it. They played in it all the time. We lived on the farm and had very few cat problems. If it does become a problem, we’ll make other arrangement.
I’m off…I have to dig and find the shovels and pails. I can’t wait to see their faces once they discover the sand box it here!