To the crazy person who thought of giving kids a bucket of dry rice to play with and to my mom who introduced it to me: THANK YOU! I haven’t thought to get the rice bucket out in a long time, maybe because even when we spread a big sheet on the floor we still have to vacuum all those little grains of rice out of the carpet and who vacuums when they don’t absolutely have to? The Sage, whose attention span is relatively short, played with it all day yesterday and has been playing with it all day today as well. When he was little, the rice bucket was just about pouring and the feel of the rice. Now, I think there’s a battle raging in the rice bucket and I’m a bit concerned that the Lego guy on the skeleton horse is a bit outnumbered.