D is for dirt...

Radley asked if he could work in the yard this weekend. SCORE! The age where they WANT to do physical labor and think that it's fun!! WAHOO! 

Sunday afternoon we were happy to oblige this request and after a quick run to Lowe's we were ready to plant a garden. 

(And by garden, we mean a giant mound of dirt that we think would make a swell garden someday. For now it provided hours of entertainment. God - 1, Parents - 1, Kids - 1. That's called a win-win-win).

Ryan also had the brilliant idea to put the trampoline next to the picnic table so they could climb off and on BY THEMSELVES. We basically could have left them home alone and no one would have cared. 

Even Princess Emmy was having fun in the dirt.

They found all sorts of treasures... a marble with a nail in it, a sea shell (?), some seeds, doodle bugs (or do you call them roly poly's), and this guy... 

She maybe even had dirt in her adorable ankle creases. 

Hudson got in on the fun while me and Maegan chatted it up on the porch and Ryan grilled.

Basically this day was a day of perfection.

With a giant sibling bear hug on top.