Anyway, we were in the process of planting the last three on Saturday morning. Henry was playing in the yard in his jammies... having a good time I might add. He had managed to eat some dirt, throw some rocks and chase a bunny.... In the mean time we were busy trying to get the trees planted. We turned around at one point and saw this:
(and yes that is his knee covered in mud... let me just say, his entire backside was dirty!)
Playing with the mud and rocksThank goodness he hasn't started playing with bugs... I am not sure I can handle that. Seriously. I freak out when I see miller moths. My family can attest to this. I scream. No joke.
See what I have to look forward to... by next summer he will want me to hold worms and will be collecting rocks. Ahhh. Boys.




