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The Mistake that Brought Great Joy! - Livin' the Good Life

Oct. 16th, 2013

07:16 pm - The Mistake that Brought Great Joy!

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The other night, Nathen told us that he suspected a water leak out in our driveway. I was stumped because I was not aware of any water lines in that area. The sun was beginning to set when Damian and I started digging a trench in the spot that Nathen had pointed out to us. (Nathen was on his way out of town) There was definitely damp earth there, and we puzzled over the fact that the water became dryer as we got closer to the big pine tree, a place that was most likely the source of the leak. It gets watered daily, and we thought maybe a feeder pipe had burst underground. But, for some reason the wetness was confined to a spot about five feet long and about 15 feet from the tree. Finally, we decided to turn on the watering system, and lo and behold, water sprayed out from the tree onto the driveway.... fifteen feet away! A pipe under the tree had been chewed by a critter and was creating a small geyser. Damian quickly fixed the leak. (Thanks, Damian!) Problem solved.
In the meantime, Ollie was having the time of his life playing in the newly-dug trench. He helped dig. He jumped in it. He fell in it. He rolled into it. He slid into it. He threw dirt back into it. He took a flashlight and played in it, flashing the light all around. I mean to say, that boy was making the very most of the situation. It was, by then, dark. We decided to postpone filling in the trench, so I put some barrier blocks around it so no one would drive, or fall, in it by accident. It was, after all, in our driveway.
The next day, I realized that we could not fill in that trench FOR A WHILE. How could we take away such a source of good old-fashioned fun for Ollie? There was a lot more playing to be done in that ditch!
So this evening I invited Ollie over, saying "Meet me at the ditch!" We played for about an hour until we were both downright cold. Here he is at the beginning of our play, just as the sun was going down.

Hard at work, digging and throwing the dirt onto a pile that was rapidly becoming a "mountain". I got out to take the picture, but believe me, I was fully in that trench with him the entire time. What fun.

I had run some water into the ditch to make for easier digging and got a little carried away. We were standing in several inches of water before I thought to turn the hose off. It was quite delicious to wiggle our toes in muddy water, I can tell you, so we didn't mind.

As we were flinging mud like crazy beside the ditch, we realized we were creating a fair-sized "mountain". Time to get out the cars and make roads. Then we made a cave in the side of the mountain that became a garage for the cars. We sprinkled dry sand all over the mountain to make "snow". Then we got the bright idea to cover the mountain with "trees". Pinecones make great little trees! So we gathered pinecones beneath the pine tree and had a grand old time covering the mountain with them. It was dark when Reanna came by and took a picture of our tree-covered mountain. It's a bit hard to see how truly wonderful it actually looked. But, you can get the idea.
(If you "click" on this last picture, you can see the "trees" a little better.)

All that fun to be had with just some dirt and some water and some good shovels.


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Date:October 17th, 2013 03:10 am (UTC)
If you click on that last picture, you can see the "trees" a little bit better.
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Date:October 17th, 2013 04:04 am (UTC)
I don't know many Grandmas (including myself) who would get in the trenches with the grand babies! Ollie has a great life!

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Date:October 17th, 2013 03:33 pm (UTC)
I'm just a big kid, GH. Grand babies give me the opportunity to be one with no reservations. I'm too old to worry about what people think of me (for that matter, when did I ever? Ha!) and I have this sense of time passing now that makes me want to jump right in and participate because I know that time is running out. (Not that I'm planning on dying any time soon, but I ain't no spring chicken either and I know it!)
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