We took the boys to a farm park today.
The place had some great animals, hard wearing cold weather cuties, like Shetland ponies, Icelandic Pony, Irish Donkeys, and very very cute Angora goats.
But after feeding all of those, the boys decided the most fun was jumping in muddy puddles.
LJ managed to fall over on his bum in the puddle, no surprises there, but after an initial pouty face, he realised didn’t care.
CJ of course took this as an invitation to finish the job properly… still LJ didn’t care.
S1 and I just stood and laughed, along with the owner of the place. You can’t do much else. Besides we had a change of clothes in the car as, well, this was so predictable.