Now I know why people used to build sand boxes in their back yards; sand, in any form, is absolutely a KID MAGNET!!!
I ordered a load of sand yesterday. MDB and I had been talking about leveling some of the low spots in the yard and there were several places where my dog ("houdini") has dug large holes in the yard and along the fenceline, so I thought, while I'm off from work, I could probably do a little work on that leveling project.
Well, no sooner than the sand arrived, so did the kids! I think a few of them rode in on the dump truck that brought it in! I've met every mom in the neighborhood twice now. They're circling like buzzards to make sure that their kids are okay I'm sure. They say, "I don't want little Johnny to get in your way!", but they mean, "I don't know you; you may be a child molester who ordered sand just to attract all the kids in the neighborhood; I'd better keep my eye on you!" Good moms! I assure them that little Johnny isn't any problem as long as he doesn't take a nose dive off the top of the pile! They usually find an excuse to relieve me of Johnny's company as soon as I say "nose dive;" I can see visions of emergency room visits dancing in their heads! LOL!
The part about a pile of sand that's disconcerting is the fact that every feline within a 100 mile radius hears the call of "cat-box!" and comes running! I must've seen 57 cats out there already, and believe me, I'm spreading as fast as I can! I'm just glad their owners aren't charging me for the fertilizer!
Anyway, MDB blogged about the sand and all I can say is, she's the awesomenest woman on planet earth and beyond!
Back to "the beach!" Dan
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