Buried Alive

So one of our favorite places in Utah is our cabin. I spent so much of my childhood there and it is filled with warm memories of cousins, night games, holiday traditions and spending valuable time with my Grandparents. So naturally I want to transfer those warm memories over to my own children. So up we went into the canyon! One particular afternoon the adults were playing card games and as always the kids disappeared outside. However, we noticed that a few times we would see a child walk past the window with a shovel in hand. We aren't totally daft so we did investigate and saw that the shovel was being taken to the park in which a sandbox lie therein. Completely satisfied with this we figured that our kids were digging holes and how fun is that. So off we went back to our card games.

In the great and vast world of technology our niece texted her dad to come to the sandbox. So adults gathered together in one big group and made our way to the park. And this is what we saw...