The Dirt on Grammy

My kids are beyond blessed by their Grammy.  Remember this post about being stolen away?  Well, in case you were wondering what my kids got to do while Daddy and Mama escaped for a secret getaway, my mom recently sent me these pics of THEIR weekend with her.

Put together a 5 year old boy, a big dirt hill, and a broken Tonka truck bottom and you can imagine what happened next.  Yep, a California sled.  :)

There's that Californian sled being put to use on a smaller hill of decomposed granite.

Needless to say, my mom bathed 3 kids just a few times during that weekend.

And if you know me personally and have questioned why I like dirt and mud and worms, its because of my mom and the freedom she allowed us to just go outside and get into everything.  I wasn't much of a girly girl, but I remember loving to wear dresses when I was little because they were easy to pull up around my waist for easy tree climbing.  Plus my bare legs were so free!  :)  I would sometimes tuck my dress skirt into my undies when I needed it out of the way and needed two hands to, say, climb our orange tree.  My undies were always brown....no, not because of accidents, but because of sitting in the dirt with my dress hiked up.  Dirt and mud is a mess I LOVE to see on my kids!