Storage Bins

I have seen this idea on so many blogs.  Then I found an extra one in our garage.  It was a huge success.  First, we used it to paint a mirror, with water colors.  It did work and I thought looked really cool.  I REALLY need to buy real paints...any suggestions??

Then we went out back and played in the dirt.  Cedrik was so excited to be outside.  I'm so glad it's finally nice enough to be outside for longer than 10 minutes (I heartily--is that the correct adjective?--dislike the cold).  The next day we played outside too.  Cedrik put his own boots on, on the wrong feet.  We kicked around his little soccer ball, watched airplanes, he spotted a cat in our window (???) and he got dirt everywhere.  Later that night Jordan asked me if I knew that it was manure, not dirt.  No, I didn't.  We have ceased playing in the manure which delights me in more ways than one.  After the first night there was a huge centipede that somehow climbed in it.  Ew, Ew, Ew.  I'm pretty no one has died from a little manure on their faces (and it isn't fresh!), but still.  I'm glad Jordan spoke up. What a wonderful husband!

At least he's happy!