After preparing for a three-day weekend bash with our younger siblings, we threw a few of our well-made plans out the window when we found a big pile of new dirt in a parking lot just south of BYU. After half an hour of climbing around 30-foot hills, jumping off the top into dirt up to our knees, and somehow collecting as much sand in Sophie's pant-cuffs as she weighs, we headed home. On our walk back to the house, Sophie sighed, "This is the best day of my life."
A little hyperbolic? Perhaps. But tell me the last time you jumped off a gigantic pile of sand in your bare feet. If you haven't done that in a while, try it out; there might be something to it.