Children who stay up late sometimes sleep in to make up for it.
"Well, what?" I started walking toward him.
"Didn't Emma tell you?"
"That Annie pooped?"
"I need toilet paper. Didn't Emma tell you I need something?"
"No. Well, give me your keys then. The toilet paper is in the van."
"Never mind." Ryan stomped over to his backpack and I held the upset Annie. He returned with a sock.
The sock was buried in the sand when all was said and done. Next to the other mound in the sand.
FYI- Don't knock over mounds of sand. You never can tell what might be underneath.