Niall and his friend Jack went to the kid's garden in Brookside Gardens last week. (I make it sound like they hopped on their bikes and went alone or something). They had a treehouse, a keebler elf style gnome tree, and an area where kids could dig and plant their own flowers.
The treehouse was so cool. I would honestly live in a treehouse if I could get a good cable connection, hook up a toilet and refrigerator, and run gas and electric through there ;)
I can't wait until we have a house with an awesome back yard. I'm really going to put Matt's manliness to the test. I'll whip out this pic and ask him, "Can't you build Niall a treehouse like the one he used to go to in Brookside Gardens??" It's not that hard, right?
(It's hard to tell, but this is actually up about 10 feet in the air)
Unfortunately, Niall and Jack are both a little too young to understand, nevermind appreciate, the concept of a treehouse and/or a kid's garden. They both thoroughly enjoyed shoving dirt and acorns in their mouths, though.
We just couldn't possibly prevent the amount of soil consuming that went on that day. We would try to finger sweep it out of there, but they were already swallowing it by the time we got in there.
Jack looked like he ate a fistful of oreos. He was flashing a huge smile and there was brown sludge smeared all across his face. I just don't see how dirt can taste good, but they certainly thought so.