Last week, the weather was PERFECT (I may have mentioned that once or twice). One day, we went outside to play. I had Ervin spread out on a blanket, staring at the trees and the bubbles his siblings were blowing above him.
As I sat there, watching them, helping them with the bubbles, playing with Erv, I thought to myself: What a beautiful day. This couldn’t be more peaceful.
We were thoroughly enjoying ourselves.
Henry had a sword but wasn’t hitting anyone.
Essie was chasing the bubbles.
Ivy was climbing a tree and playing on a dirt hill.
After an hour or so of blissfulness, I noticed that the girls had dirt mustaches.
We hightailed it inside and into the bathroom.
Their scalps SO CAKED in soil that they were BLACK.
They had a mid-afternoon, pre-dinner bath.
I washed each of their heads twice, with a comb-out in between.
This is what the bathtub looked like after it drained.
At least we had fun.