Last night I fought with one really dirty little boy to go take a bath.
This morning I awoke to this:
Which was the aftermath of mud volcanoes infused with baking soda and vinegar.
When school started last August I went through my kids’ stuff and started throwing toys away, mostly because they weren’t putting them away and were throwing them out their window. When Christmas came around we got our kids some new toys but were very conservative in the amount we bought. What I didn’t realize at the time was that none of the toys we bought would even compare to dirt + water = MUD.
Oh and this:
Trust me that face was enough to make the grumpy old man who walks his white dog every day past my house stop and ask my youngest what kind of sculptures he was making.
Mud-formers: Robots in Mud-Pies.
(I’m just lucky they weren’t Poop-formers.)