Today is 'Play in the Sand Day.' I love playing with sand or clay or anything that I can squish or run between my fingers. I even enjoy smushing together the ingredients for meat loaf. One of my happiest early childhood memories was playing in the sandbox in kindergarten. I have often admitted to being easily entertained. I guess it started way back then. The sand box was actually a sand table, a shallow box on legs filled with the nicest sand I had ever felt. We had a sand box in our back yard but it just wasn't the same. I suspect I also liked the fact that I could stand and play with the sand, thereby eliminating the chance of sand on my legs or in my shorts. I don't remember building sandcastles or anything else in that sandbox but it was a long, long time ago. All I remember clearly is feeling the sand run through my fingers. What a happy memory.
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