Hubby called me one day while I was doing childcare. He typically checks in with me once a day. This day it was earlier in the day. I had the childcare kiddos outside and was chasing them here and there. The kids LOVE outside. I LOVE outside. They are all so little and it really takes some maneuvering to watch them all-but so worth it. I’ve been working on making sure I have the right things a little easier by adding better options for outdoor play.
In the years past we’ve just gone to the park in town…but things have changed a bit. There isn’t enough equipment for the ages of kids I have. I have too many that aren’t thinking for themselves. There is no sand in the sandbox. I have two that we just potty trained and I can’t be that far away from a toilet. So we need to stay at my house and need to have things to do.
So here we have the front yard and the back yard. The back yard has the swing set as the main attraction…. The front yard has what the kids currently think is the main attraction…my flower boxes.
I don’t have plants in them yet. The weather here in Iowa has not been conducive to growing things…cold and rainy…and I plain and simple haven’t made it to town to get them. In the meantime, the kids think they can play and dig in them. UGH.
I am so divided about it. Kids need to dig. Kids also need to respect what’s planted….but they aren’t planted yet. Then the realization hit me that I need to stop it or they will dig in my flowers once they are planted. AHHHHH!!!
But I am not offering my kiddos any opportunities to dig. That’s it. I need sandbox….and that’s just when the phone rang and Hubby was on the other end of the line. Without any preamble I said, “I need a sandbox”. As I said it for a second turned my head and TWO kids were back digging in the dirt in my flower boxes. AHHHHH! Something has to change. I told Hubby that I needed a sandbox and by this time, I was so frustrated. Frustrated that I wanted to protect my window boxes and also frustrated that I wasn’t providing what the kids obviously wanted and needed. So much can be learned from simple filling, dumping and pouring. They need a sand or dirt opportunity.
Well Hubby came home that night and he asked what I wanted for a sandbox. I didn’t really know. Something…anything. I really didn’t care. He said he had been thinking about it and said we typically like retro or old fashion so how about a tractor tire sandbox. As far as I was concerned….Problem solved. I didn’t care at this point. I just wanted SOMETHING!!
Right about then Craig came in to pick up Carver. Hubby asked if we should all go out to the farm and get a tire…and we went. There are tires at the farm that we could have so the price was right too.
We needed the skid loader and the tires were at the farm trash site so Carver jumped in for a skid loader ride with Grandpa.
Then is was time to select the “perfect” tire.
The only problem…it was in the back of the pile. UGH.
The ground was wet. We had rain and things didn’t go well. See how the skid loader is digging tracks? The tracks got MUCH worse. Hubby decided we’d have to try on a drier day. On a dry day, he was sure he could get to the tire.
So I’m still without a sandbox…but we did stop and show Carver the cows. He loved it. See?
He wasn’t scared….Just curious.
At the farm they have both Holstein and Black Angus steers. We went to the Blacks. Here three of my favorite guys.
Carver stood in the feed bunk to see the Blacks.
I don’t know if he’ll grow up and have an agriculture related job..but I do know we’re going to do what we can so he appreciates agriculture…he had so much fun.
…and as for my sandbox. I guess that will happen on another day…in another blog post.