DT and Dad went fishing last week and while DT was cleaning the boat the boys were having a blast playing in it.
In fact Little H fell down inside and busted his eye, but that didn’t stop him.
It wasn’t until he fell in a mud puddle that he started to cry, I mean really. My little boy who lives in dirt, cried?
Because of a little mud? “That’s REE-diculous”, as Little W would say.
So I took off his clothes and asked DT to rinse him off before going inside.
As he was undressing, he decided that maybe it would be fun to run around, nekid!!
Little H in nothing but what god gave him and Little W fully clothed and wearing his rubber boots running through mud puddles.
That bubby is REE-diculous!!
Just a typical day at the “farm”.
Hope you all have a safe and fun Memorial day weekend.
I am sure we will be spending it playing outside and eating fresh veggies from the garden.
So cute!
Look how long his legs are! They’re not babies anymore.