Grandpa Don built Wesley a sandbox which was the impetus for us going to Napa. It wasn't yet in place, and Wesley helped Daddy level the ground and scoop the sand into place.
Grandma, Grandpa, Casey, and Wes drove in the mule to the bottom of the hill to load up the sand.
Because he is an architect, it is a very beautiful sandbox. And the location can't be beat either.
|What did you bring me, Oma?|
The day was hot and Sabien slept most of the time. Even I got to relax and have some uninterrupted adult conversations. It was a nice day.