It had been raining all day and the sun didn't come out until after dinner. With both mom and kids anxious for some time spent outdoors, I went against my better judgement and answered in the affirmative when four small faces requested permission to play outside. Yes, four. I even let the little Willow join her siblings for some big time play time.
What with all the torrential downpours all day, it wasn't exactly their fault that the most exciting adventures awaiting outside were discovered at the bottom of a mud puddle. I mean, they are children after all.
I let the play go on as long as I could stand it, but eventually this party needed some serious policing. I scooped Piper up first after admonishing Mosely Ella about the inherent unkindness associated with piling mud on her younger sister's head. I'm pretty sure Piper wasn't even slightly offended, however.
As I tossed her in the tub, Piper happily showed me the contents of her grubby, mud encrusted hands . . . one fourth of a squirming worm!