My Couch is an indoor Sandbox

I love my kids, I really do; especially Cooper when he uses the under-seat compartment of his trike to smuggle sand into the house. When I found him, he was scooping it out of his trike in handfulls onto the ottoman for his trucks to have a realistic construction site. I have to laugh be cause honestly... in his mind it's just logical: trucks need sand, sandbox has sand, trike can carry sand.... BINGO! Sand comes inside. Once I explained sand does not come inside he was very helpful about cleaning it up... he didn't get upset or throw a fit, he methodically scooped it back up into his trike. When he saw how the vacuum lifted it up as if by magic, he was way more into that than the novelty of having sand inside. But still, for a moment, he had created his own little world of sand.... pity it had to be right on my couch!