Really?!?

"WHO TOOK THE SAND FROM THE SANDBOX AND MADE A DAM!"

I was a bit. . . ahem. . . hot. Is that a nice way of saying it? This is recording #35 "Only play with the sand in the sandbox."

I thought I was being a wonderful mama by letting/encouraging my kids to play in the rain. Get your suits on! Jump in the pool! Have fun!

Selfishly, I was enjoying time in the house with just me. Penny was sleeping. Ah, time to blog (see previous post).

Then, the check-up on said angels. . . ahem. . . children. I checked on them because they had been fighting longer than one minute (which is an eternity in kid fightland) and it was time for mom to help with the issues. For the record: the issue was a cottage cheese container. "I had it. It was just sitting there. Well, I was just using it." Blah blah blah. . . same old reasons. I entered the rain and then I saw it. Sand. "Mom, we are building dams!" Squeals of laughter from soaked children.

Not only had they brought sand up on the deck, not only had they put sand in the pool (we had reviewed pool etiquette yesterday) but they had built sand and rock dams in the new landscaping. Sweet.

I raised my voice (sorry neighbors), I sent said children in, and I dealt with the one child, Pat*,who insisted that they had not played in the sand. The other two both incriminated Pat. While two scurried to their rooms in an attempt to escape the wrath of mama bear, Pat stayed and keep insisting.

"Did you move the sand?" "No."

"Did you touch the sand?" "No."

"Did you help to build the dam?" "No."

"Did you in any way transport the sand." "No."

"What is this?" "Sand." I held Pat's hand.

"Where is it?" "I did not touch the sand."

"Where is this sand?" "I did not touch it."

"Where is the sand on your body." looooooong pause. "On my hand."

"How did you get sand on your hand if you didn't touch it?" loooooooonger pause

"It got dribbled on me."

It is a wonder that I still have my sanity, although that is questionable.

*In and effort to protect the identity of said child, I have given them the name Pat for this post seeing as I have both an Aunt Pat and an Uncle Pat on my mom's side of the family.