On our morning walks around our apartment complex, 6-year-old DD and I like to walk past the communal dump to look for “treasure”, especially during the summer months as many expats repatriate and throw out a ton of perfectly good stuff.
Today, DD excitedly told me that for her next birthday, she wanted to invite her friends over for a sleepover and they could “wake up early and go look for treasure at the dump!” My kid thinks dumpster diving is a fantastic birthday party activity. She’s going to go to her posh, expensive, private school and ask the other kids if they want to go to the dump in the same way that normal kids ask their friends if they want to go to the mall.