Playing with Sand

Lately, I've taken a keen interest in playing with sand again.

 

Daddy brings me to the beach rather often so I can pretend to be in the Triassic Period and whilst standing on Pangea, I stake out ants and follow them around.

 

Daddy is trying to teach me compassion and to leave the ants alone and to not poke them. As Mummy would say, "How would you like a giant poking you with a stick?"

 

To which I would reply, "But Mummy, there are no giants!"