After a day of rain, the children and I went out to play in the backyard. My little Henry, seeing the sandbox, which had now become a pool, crawled right in. Okay, I thought, he's already dirty, might as well let him play. So he spent a happy half hour splashing muddy water and attempting to chew on sticks and rocks. In the meantime, my little Jacob, had to change his shirt because he was blowing bubbles and a bubble popped on his shirt, making it "dirty."
After awhile, Henry started to look like a muddy little piggy so I decided to take him in and give him a bath in the kitchen sink. I tried to get his clothes off while he tried to un-pot a plant, drink someone else's orange juice, and fling various things off the kitchen counter. Finally, I got him in the sink, sprayed him off with the hose (very handy) which he loved, and got him dressed again. All that fun must have been tiring because he promptly fell asleep.
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