While I was down running on the treadmill, the boys escaped. Harry is officially off track right now, so of course they got up before 7 am. So they went outside.
The sprinklers came on this morning. Our sprinklers are possessed and run on eastern standard time, or something like that. Big d just can't figure out why they go off at 6 am when they are programmed for sometime in the earlier hours of the morning.
There is a broken pipe in our sprinklers that causes the sandbox to flood. You know, standing water. A couple of inches or so.
Add all these things together, and you have my boys. Soggy from head to toe with bits of sand sticking too them. *sigh* They are burying dinosaurs, cars, anything they can find. They are being brothers, the best kind, the kind that share, don't fight and let mom get in her 3 miles, some laundry and hopefully a shower.
I love summertime!