To him it's endless summer fun, digging holes, a new rock, a "big new rock mama," and the giant-ess sandbox you've ever seen!
To me it's a bucket for washing delicate clothes and small bath mats.
To him it's endless summer fun, it's for dipping in heads to cool off and show-off and make mama laugh, it's water dripping off delicate noses and cooling off toeses.
Ahh, to be a child again.
3 comments:
What a little man he's turning into!
I love your new big rock! We had one just like that across from our house in B-lore....Sy loved loved loved it until I saw a rat crawl out of it and freaked and it became Daddy's turn to play with him by the big pile!
I LOVE YOU...and those boys! Even the one I've never met? Will I this summer if we come to the Great Northwest?!?
Ahh, those pics remind me of my childhood in India. I miss it loads!! Being a kid, and being in India!
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