Muddy

Drawing a memory this time with a few extra details. A while back, back when it was actually warm enough to go outside, I was trying to call my sister to wish her a happy birthday. The thing about one year-olds is if they see you on the phone they suddenly want your attention. So I took her outside so that she could find something else to entertain her. That something else turned out to be an old flower pot filled with mud from a flower that had died long ago. While I chatted with my sister, she spent the whole time scooping mud and dumping it on herself and the dog. Both had a blast. We of course had bathtime and paw cleaning right after that phone call but it was mighty fun to watch.