Digging a Hole

Unfortunately, the ground has settled around our septic system that we had put in last year. Carting wheelbarrows full of dirt was not making great progress, so I'm glad that I have the trailer for Scarlet (my ATV) which can hold significantly more dirt (or pieces of tree, etc.). I had the boys come out today to help with the dirt transfer. We are taking the soil that got pushed over the side of a small hill and bringing it over to where the septic system is.

Connor, however, decided that he wanted to dig a hole. Now, he still started this hole next to the embankment I wanted to displace, but it's a hole. His goal is to make it deep enough for him to stand in with the rim being above his head. Despite my assertions that this was not a practical idea and that it would fill with water during the next series of rain showers he (and Rowen--whom he enlisted) decided that we wanted a hole. 

Yesterday, his the hard drive on his laptop (an older laptop of his sister's) bricked. I wonder if his hole project is a way for him to take his mind off of his frustration about the computer. This evening, when he would normally be on said computer, he asked to go out and keep working on his hole. He did this for an hour and a half.

​I have not seen the progress that he made, but he seemed quite pleased when he came in for bed.