-the answer-

Way back on January 27th, I asked you what you thought this is.

While I’m sure no one is dying of curiosity, it’s not very reliable of me to ask a trivia question and then disappear for two weeks.

It’s a handheld excavator especially designed to dig roads for matchbox cars.

In its previous life, it had a different job. It was an insulator for electrical wires. Or something. I was kind of hoping my dad would leave a comment and tell me what the things were really made for. I always understood them to be some kind of construction or building materials left behind when the house was finished and the land was ready and the construction workers left.

I do know about digging with them. We had the most terrific dirt bank to play in when I was little. It was about a mile high, right beside my parents’ massive garden that took days for a person to wander through or weed. (Funny how much things have changed. The last time I was home, that garden was smaller than Roger’s and mine. And I could safely jump from the top of the dirt bank if I wanted to.)

Regardless of size, (and it was bigger than the dirt pile that provides hours of enjoyment for my kids) my brothers and I spent a lot of time making roads and caves and driving matchbox cars.

It was in that dirt bank that I learned about mica and shale. Maybe that’s where my obsession for spelling and proper pronunciation started – when I learned the difference between shell and shale. Someone must have used the analogy of hell and hail because the word hell always comes to mind when I think of shale.

It was also in that dirt bank that I got in some of my best quality play time with my two older brothers. When I look at my daughters playing together, the memories of my childhood feel kind of lonely. My children would have been bored to death with my childhood. No home in the middle of a busy summer camp, no DS, wii or MP3 players.  I have a feeling they’re going to turn out different than me.

And they’re not borrowing my green digger to play in their dirt pile!

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About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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2 Responses to -the answer-

  1. Jeannie Smith says:

    Homemade fun is the BEST!!!!!

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  2. Mom says:

    I’m not sure Malin would ever really get bored. She’d find something to do no matter where she was or what was on hand to play with. But then there are advantages to children getting bored. That’s when they get creative. You turned out pretty well, you know.

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