GARBAGE PICKERS

THE TANK

I had to go looking for Daxx and Kole at dinner time tonight.  That is absolutely unheard of; they're always hungry. The door slams off its hinges regularly, due to their need to eat every 5 minutes.  I hadn't seen them for about an hour so I ventured outside to do the mommy rounds.

When I found them they were playing in a structure that had not previously been in our yard.

They had found a refrigerator box on the curb, unbeknownst to me.  Apparently our neighbor's garbage is their treasure.  They made a tank and were playing army soldier.

I don't know why Brian and I bother to buy the boys toys.  They play with them for an hour or so and then the toys become dust collectors under their bed.  Give them a box, however, and whamo...they're out of site all day. 

I think I'm going on a box hunt soon.  It's much cheaper and more fun. pow pow...