The View from the Sandbox

In this installment of "Why Grandma Rocks*", please meet the sandbox.  At the beginning of the summer, the sandbox was actually the pool.  Now that the weather is morphing into fall, my mom decided to fill the pool with play sand.  Abbey is in heaven; Dylan is starting to find sand pretty enjoyable as well.  Needless to say, we spend time in the backyard each time we visit my parents, which is about once a week.

My dad decided to completely fence their backyard.  Honey Bear is in heaven.  (That might not seem important, but it does have relevence in this post.)

the little yellow bat next to the sandbox is Abbey's golf club

the pool looked a lot bigger at the beginning of the summer

by next summer they might need a bigger sandbox

back to that Honey Bear comment

Honey Bear makes sure that the yard is safe for all of us

in order to do that, she lets the dogs next door know who's boss

there are three dogs next door

the smallest is probably twice Honey Bear's size

she is not impressed

the kids found it so interesting to watch, especially Dylan

*I don't actually have a series called "Why Grandma Rocks," but I probably should.