Glad It Was Just Water

Chris is working today (off-duty again) so it's just the little boys and me. Logan finally decided he'd eaten enough and crashed on the couch. Owen really, REALLY wanted to go outside and after opening and closing the door for thirty minutes (which drives me insane) he made the executive decision to take off.

He ran a couple of laps around the back yard with Apollo close behind and decided to cool off in the dogs' water dish. At first it was just feet.

Then he sat down. And I wasn't about to tell him no when he looked at me like that.
I wonder how it feels to wear a cold wet diaper. He watched Trooper take a drink and decided to give it a try. And this is what happened.

Glad it was just water. One of these days I'm sure it will be mud.