She spilled the contents out onto the grass and they sorted through it until they each had found something they wanted.
Then we added our trinkets to the tube and replaced it back in the ground.
From this point, a new obsession had begun.
But just like every other activity I engage in with the spawn, all good things must come to an end.
"I found it first," one of them screamed.
"No, I found it first. Get your dirty hands off of MY treasure," another one whined.
"Mommy," yet another screached, "tell her it's MINE!"
And just like that...they had managed to suck the fun out of it.
Did I mention that we were only ONE week into summer vacation?