Dirt

In our driveway we have a pile of dirt left over from our landscape project. I really need to find a place for it...anyway...it is there.

We have a few little neighbor boys who love to play in that dirt. Stephen has periodically raked the dirt to see how long it takes for little feet prints to come back.

Yesterday, Shane came over to borrow our lawn mower. Upon returning it back he saw a couple of little boys playing in our dirt. Shane knocked on my door and related to me the following correspondence:

Shane: Hey guys...what are you doing?

Little Boys: Playing in the dirt.

Shane: Can I play?

Little Boys: Uh...we're going to go home now.

Shane told me that he scared the little boys off. I'm sure they'll never step foot on that dirt again...