So on a beautiful 58 degree Spring day, a 3 year old has got to go outside. In rubber boots, without a coat, Kohen trekked out. Nate and I were getting ready to do chores so Kohen was flying solo. As the door shut Nate once again reminded Kohen, "stay out of the mud." Famous last words right?
A short three minutes later we look out the door to see Koe stomping ferociously through six inches of black mud, splashing poor AnnaFleece as she tries to figure out what this silly little boy is doing. Sixty seconds later Nate grumbles "oh boy." And we were greeted by the following:
"I was going very fast (driving my equipment) I went too fast." Mud on the face, in the ear, in the mouth, in the nostrils. Straight to the bath with you! And so the season of nightly baths begins...
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You are one lucky lady. I know you know how blessed you are but to see your life in this blog and to have this opportunity to peek into it is a treat. Looking at Ko with the mud and that expression I get teared up thinking how amazing these little guys are how great it is that he has parents that see the benefit of mud in the ears,nose and mouth! I'm also over-joyed to see that it is almost 60 degrees up there! Praise the lord! Any more lambs yet?
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