We filled it up on Sunday and they, accompanied by some neighbors, spent the entire afternoon in it. At one point, Sam said he was done, took two steps toward the house, stopped, looked at Travis, and just turned around and got back in. Yesterday it was the first thing both boys did when they got home and they were out there until dinner.
Pretty sure close to every HotWheel and other assorted tractors we own are in that sandbox. Some are buried...
I just need to keep reminding myself how happy it makes me to have them out there playing while I am sweeping up the never ending supply of sand on my kitchen floor.
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