We got a pickup load of sand to fill up Jonny's sandbox yesterday. Jonny was so excited, he could hardly contain himself! He wanted to get in the sandbox so badly, but we made him stay up in the bed of the pickup so that he wouldn't get in the way. He kept asking, "Can I get in yet?" It was a little like that, "Are we there yet?" question you hear in the car. He climbed all over the pile of sand, rolled in it, stuck his head in it, put it up his shorts, and basically went swimming in the sand. Apparently sand has healing qualities, too. I accidentally bumped Jonny's head with the shovel handle once and he grabbed a handful of sand, put it against his ear and said, "That feels better!" By the time we were finished, Jonny was a walking sandman. There was no way we could skip a bath last night!
