We’ve got progress. And it feels so good.
Yesterday morning, the trucks and machines were back and this is what it looked like:
Jack and Grandpa (and the dogs) felt it was their duty to supervise.
They took their job very seriously. And it worked because by the end of the day, the backyard magically now looks like this:
And we have one little boy who is absolutely thrilled to have his very own dirt to dig in.
The bathtub had to be rinsed out when we pulled this little ‘dirt monster’ out last night…he was that filthy. But, oh, how he was happy not to have his parents chasing his every move around the backyard. He could play and explore while we sat on the deck. I see a whole summer of exploring ahead of us.