Thanks to the readers who suggested I plant those sprouting onions! And joy of joys, tiny Bibb lettuces are popping up behind them.
The kids like to dig, and I have a high tolerance for dirt. I'd much rather have the toddler scooping rice in an chipped enamel tray than clicking a V-Tech toy.
Andrew keeps a collection of sticks near the mud of the swing tree. Each one has a specialized tip--a stylus, a fat knob, a crack which scoops a perfect V.
Woe to the mother who accidentally puts these in the brush pile.
There is great freedom in knowing that your kids' clothes cost $1 and that the hardwood floor can be mopped (again) in the morning.