One activity that both my grandchildren love is playing in the backyard. At their house where we play most often, there is a slide, a few balls and a bat. It gets boring after a while. We end up at the garden end of things digging. At my house I let my grandson have a trowel and I think that he may be digging a hole to China or wherever the other side of the world is. It is funny how the hole is gone every week and he has to start over, but that is another story.
In the big planters by the deck at my grandchildren's house there is nice planting soil that grew really hot peppers last year. Both children dig these planters. I think that my grandson pretends that it is the beach that he has seen on television. He tries to make a sand castle. It doesn't work very well, but I see what he is trying to do.
The granddaughter is almost 11 months. She leans up against the planter and gets her hands dirty. She moves it all around. Then, when she thinks that I am not looking, she tries to put a handful of dirt in her mouth. I try to keep her pacifier in her mouth to prevent this. Last week she got really clever, took her pacifier out dipped it in the soil and tried to stick it back in her mouth for a taste. I was only partially successful in preventing that. She is a clever one, that granddaughter of mine.
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