Puddles

My kids are the luckiest. Their Grandpa owns a gravel pit. That might not sound like much, but for a kid it's the greatest thing EVER! Imagine giant mounds of sand to slide down. Huge hills of rocks to climb. Big pits to throw things in! It's a wild child's dream. They love to go there and get filthy and play for hours. Well, for the past month or so we have been getting major storms here. So last weekend we went up to the gravel pit, and there was one more element of fun to be had. PUDDLES! They were deep and gooey and perfect for splashing. And they did. For hours! Until they were sopping wet and had to be squeezed out before they could get back in the truck to go home. It was fantastic. Here are a few pictures of the fun. 

 There was one puddle that was right next to a large gravel pile so the kids jumped off the pile into the puddle. They kept doing it over and over and then they would giggle like crazy!

 And of course Adia had to keep us on our toes with threatening to start a mud fight. Look at the twinkle in her eye and the smile on her face. That is the exact same twinkle and the exact same smile I get when I'm teasing, and the exact same twinkle and smile my dad gets. Funny how that works...

Adia wore her big purple irrigating boots and had so much fun stomping around in them. But when it was time to go home she took them off and dumped the water out, and I swear there was a gallon of muddy water in each one! :)