Oodles of thanks to my father in law/grampy for making us these pieces to create letters. They're similar to those that come with a popular writing program. So happy to have them.
I had to tell myself to look away. I couldn't watch. Couldn't look at the disorganized mess.
But...they were having fun. They were being good. They were getting along. They were working together. Listening from the next room made me smile. Memories in the making. I let them play dump. And wow, they had a dump that was larger than our town's.