It must be true what they say about boys being made of "slugs and snails and puppy dogs tails." Boys are dirty mess makers. My little boy is a climbing machine. He's into everything, taking down anything within his reach, and if it's meant to be decorative, then it's definitely turning into a toy. I was always the girliest kind of girly girl, so this is uncharted territory in my world. Balls, blocks, cowboy hats, rough play, black feet and dirty, grubby hands.. this is what having a little boy means. I will draw the line at snakes. That will never enter my home. Boy stuff.. I never would've thought I'd enjoy it this much. One thing for sure, when I fall into bed at night, I know I've put in a full day of play, rolling around, walking the streets, and picking up the house-- repeatedly. It's pretty sweet.
Happy Weekend Y'all. I'll be doing more of the same this weekend.