We were out in the front yard this morning, just tootling around…Jonas and Xander were playing with bubbles, and I had set up the water table for Roman. Pretty soon after, Roman found a big clump of mud on the driveway and squished his hands in it and then proceeded to smear it on both sides of his face and all over his chest. I’m talking Native American warrior here. He climbed up into the water table because he’s not much for just standing around, so I decided to just rinse him off a little bit with the water. Then, Jonas and Xander started grabbing dirt and mulch and leaves and flower blooms and dropping them all in the water table, complete with neon plastic frogs and snakes and lizards…a wooden spoon and a few plastic shovels later…and what do you have?!? Mud soup. Some days you just have to go with it, right?
