In some ways I have a more manageable Pumpkin Patch, in some ways... In other ways they present new challenges. They call me "Grandma"... The other day I decided to pull back the cover and let them play in the sandbox. You'd have thought I'd offered them gold!
Maybe it's worth sand in my couches...
Yuletide Greetings.
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I think the sandbox was one of my favorite things to play in when I was a girl. We had one in our yard when I was around 5-7 years old. We made entire villages there with tunnels and stairways. So fun!
ReplyDeleteThe sand box was my favorite too. Sometimes we had Matchbox cars to drive through our tunnels and park in our driveways.
DeleteShh, don't tell... Sometimes I still play int he sandbox.
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Never had a sand box, but your kiddies look like they are having such a good time...and Betsy..sweet memories of her sand box. I guess living in Santa Barbara for 6 years was my giant beach sand box.
ReplyDeleteI suppose if I had a beach I might not have needed a sandbox either. Maybe they'll have one at the retirement home.
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Hi Martha - seen you at Betsy's and came over to say Hi.
ReplyDeleteYou might say I am 'Lookin' Up' your blog.
I have all this to come with my new grandson aged 7 months.
Just signed in!
Best wishes ~ Eddie
Hi, Eddie! Glad you came over to "Look Up" with me.
DeleteYes, you are going to need a sandbox when your little one get a wee bit bigger.
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Blogger won't let me sign - will try later
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DeleteHey Martha....
ReplyDeleteLooks like the perfect thing for a dry sunny day...
Hooke you had a good weekend...
Try not to be too sad about your Mom...
It will get easier...
Cheers!
Linda :o)
Thanks, Linda. Most days I do okay. I guess it would be even sadder if I didn't miss her, wouldn't it?
DeleteThe sandbox is a wonderful thing.
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They say grieving can be good for the soul..just don't let it consume you....she knows you miss her♥️
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It hasn't consumed me nor do I expect it to. It's just so very different than it was when my father passed. I guess that kind of takes me by surprise.
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