Every day, Troy comes home with his shoes filled with sand. At first, I was teasing him about whether he left any sand in the sandbox for anyone else. Then, I told him to keep bringing it home, because I was going to save it all and build him a sandbox of his own. Then, I told my wife that I was going to put it into a baggie and send it back to the daycare.
Today,
I was pouring the sand out of Troy’s shoe into the corner of the garage where
we’ve been collecting it. The sand just kept coming out in a stream. It
reminded me of that scene in The Mummy, where Imhotep turns himself into sand
and pours himself through the keyhole of the door. It’s just a long, slow
waterfall of sand into a pile on the floor. There was so much sand in the shoe
that I can’t figure out how there was room for his toes!
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