What's more fun for little boys than digging in the dirt? Hmmm, I'm thinking. Nope, I got nothing. I don't think there's anything more fun than squishing dirt through little chubby fingers, testing it in your mouth, and ultimately throwing it as far as you can.
Dave had to fix a sprinkler head and Wes ran (as much as he can run) straight to the dirt pile once he spotted it.
He thoroughly enjoyed himself. The bath water, however, did not enjoy its job later that night. It looked like we were bathing him in muck because of all the dirt that came off in the bath water. Oh, the joys of raising little boys...I can already tell this is going to be a challenge of a different nature.