One afternoon we noticed it was super quiet, like the kind of quiet that means Little X is likely up to some monkey business. I went to see if he was getting into his big brothers' legos (a favorite thing to do when they are at school) and Allen called me back upstairs to look out the back window.
Little X had found himself a sandbox to play with his cars in. He made roads, pulled the grate over the pit and lay over it, squished his toes in the sand - he was having a grand time out there in this new sandbox. We watched him for a good 15 minutes before he realized we were there in the window.
The lava rocks went in over the sand this morning and we'll have a marshmallow roast sometime before the snow falls. I think Little X is going to be pretty disappointed when he realizes what this is really meant for.
The good news is that there is still plenty of dirt in the back yard for little boys and their trucks to play in.