[Image removed. I do that every now and then.
Some images have a very short lifespan in the internet.]
We also finally put a seat on our sandbox. When we stopped work last year, we just wrapped the landscape fabric over the landscape timbers to protect the boys from splinters:
This year, we added a redwood seat on top of that landscape fabric:
It's a pretty small sandbox, but I have to tell you, we've had no complaints. I actually think one of the reasons the boys like it IS the small intimate size of the space.
Have you read all that stuff online about unsafe (carcinogenic) sand? It makes me kind of batty, because if you read the information carefully and you read between the lines, you might come to the conclusion that there are some very obnoxious companies out there are working really hard to capitalize on misunderstandings and well-meaning bureaucracy. Also, who likes to play in dry sand, anyway? The whole point of sand is to make it wet. Which is what we do, and how it almost always is. And I experience no guilt. Even though I am the same mother who insists on rGBH free milk for everyone.