Finding the two lids to our septic tank has been quite the endeavor lately. My husband had Jesse dig a hole where he thought it was but turns out it wasn't. At least Jess got some stronger arms in the process!

So we were in the back for some reason and I gave my .02 where I thought it was because "I'm sure it was RIGHT here! I remember James giving the man a heart attack when he was walking between the lids a few years ago." (James is in the Autism Spectrum so walking between the two septic lids was quite fascinating to him and horrifying to the man who would dig him out if he should fall in.) Anyways my hubby had to prove me wrong so he FINALLY gets out this map that I didn't know he had and measures 15ft from the clothesline pole to the lid. Turns out he used the wrong pole for the first hole but for some reason never thought to start from the other pole until last night. (I think he was just waiting to prove me wrong.) (It's only the second time I've been wrong in my life.)  (said with tongue-in-cheek)

So the three youngest boys (5-9) were out there, mom and dad and four shovels. We dug and dug until we unburied both lids. Now the boys want to know why they can't take the lids off. I in my bluntness tell them it's a poop tank and if they take those lids off and fall in we may never find them. Do you think that stops them from trying? Oh no! I sure hope they don't figure it out. I would hate to have to send a rope down or climb down there to save one of my boys. I might just have to leave them there. (smile)