In the midst of a great excavation, our young archaelogist takes a break, realizing that crocs were not the smartest choice in footwear for this backyard adventure.
Sandy socks aside, the dig continues. The archaelogist doesn't seem to question what geologic conditions could have led to the mottled appearance of the sand. Perhaps it was because she was with Mommy at Menards when the white beach sand was purchased this spring. Mommy, meanwhile, is wondering why no one ever warned her of sandbox sand's mysterious ability to evaporate over a long winter.
Back to the dig, our young archaelogist pauses to examine her latest discovery: A sand-encrusted vehicle that appears to be a remnant indicating past adventures of a certain preschooler.
Oh, who are we kidding? Digging in the sand is interesting for about 12 seconds. The real fun is knocking down Mommy's sand castles. "Again! Again! Again!"
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