When we asked Little Monkey what he favorite part of our trip to Idaho was, he said… nope, not watching all the trains, not picking huckleberries, not going to the lake and riding in the kayak with Dad, not fishing, not swimming in the swimming hole, not the water slide, not the beach, and not even riding in Grandpa’s airplane (his first plane ride! – not counting the one while I was pregnant with him…). Nope. It was… playing in the sandbox. the boy loves his dirt. So, to celebrate a WHOLE day with no accidents (we’re potty training, ‘member?) he got his very own “sandbox”. Admittedly, it’s not as awesome as Grandpa’s… but he still looks like a happy boy to me. Totally worth $20 and not having to clean out any undies for a whole entire day.
