When we were all little and the best trip we could take was to grandma’s house, us children would always be outside.  One of our favorite pastimes was digging holes in the yard and putting our feet inside.  We then proceeded to push the dirt from the hole onto our feet and pack it all around real good.

Then without knowledge of physics or an understanding of engineering we all just pulled our feet away fully expecting to leave behind a well-built house.  You know I don’t remember a time when those dirt structures fell.  I also don’t remember ever finding a frog taking up residence in them.

Yet we built them so they would come.