Forget the product!

She has a fixation with peanut shells. Every time we get a box filled with it she will crawl inside just to get her little hands on them. I suppose she likes the sensation of it between her hands. Maybe it's the crunch it makes. One time someone sent a box big enough for her to swim in peanut shells. She was in heaven. My theory on her love of peanut shells is that she is drawn to whatever makes a mess.
She tried crawling in the box, but this didn't make quite a mess. The shells stayed in the box. No fun.

What's the best way to get the shells out of the box?
Fred and I were in the kitchen getting dinner ready and we could hear, "Jump! Jump! Mina Jumping!" She isn't jumping on her trampoline, we know that. She has now managed to get most of the peanuts on the floor. Success!