Yesterday morning dawned clear and cool. After breakfast, I sent the kiddos outside to play while I cleaned up the dishes. After a few minutes, I went outside to see what they were up to. I heard their glee-filled voices coming from about 20 yards behind the house. From the famed and favored "Mountain". Mountain of dirt and bark that is.
Here's how I found them:
And, boy oh boy, were they dirty.
But, then they gave me looks like this one...
... and reminded that one of the ways my siblings and I loved to keep ourselves amused was by scooting down "mountains" on our bottoms in the woods behind our house (we were homeschooled after all)... and they were already as dirty as was possible--so, they continued to fill every crevice with dirt and whatnot.
Until they found something wayyyy more interesting...
Yes, they're orange, okay?? ;)
On the way to the bathtub, Aleni found yet another way to get messy:
And, of course, she had to stick her leg in... Well! I guess her bath is halfway done!
Bubble bath time!
Bubble baths are often accompanies by icees. You know, it's the thing to do.
Ready for the grossest drained tub ever?
Check the clock. It's not even 10 am.