... Avery calls toward the house.
Dirt, that is.
A few weeks ago it was finally warm outside and we haven't seen much of Lizzie since. The great outdoors is a new thing to her since she wasn't really walking until last fall.
She found my little square-foot garden. Its soil is now scattered throughout the backyard and apparently doesn't taste too bad either.
I think we'll be needing a sandbox as a diversion from the garden.
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Lizzie and Norah should live next door to each other. I can't keep Norah in the house much these days either. How are those g diapers working?
This is so cute- reminds me of Jax, who has yet to meet a sandpile he doesn't like. Maybe we can have a joint sand and dirt tasting some day.
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