We all have our happy place. For me it’s the beach. Oh, what I would give to have a beach house. The waves crashing. The wind blowing my hair. Sand in my toes. The smell of salt water.
Now welcome back to reality. I live on a concrete island in a NYC apartment where space is at an utmost premium so I am always on a mission to find compact toys that are fun and stimulating. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think my son could have his own private sandbox to play with in the comfort of his own home.
Doesn’t matter what the weather conditions are outside at the playground. We’re going to be digging to our heart’s content.