down and dirty

Some awesome friends took pity on us apartment dwellers and offered up a spot of land on their ba-jillion acres for us to try and reep what we sow. And Saturday, we finally had a hot day with no work, wind or rain so we toiled and sweated all day long getting the garden ready to plant.

I even got to haul some cow poo and then shovel it out!



Kind of funny how that will make for some good eats come harvest time.

Is it me, or are my legs actually glowing brighter than the noon day sun? That's not funny. I obviously have some tanning to do. Pronto.


But it is also funny how playing in dirt is still fun whether you're 3 or 31. Instead of making engine noises, you actually get to use something that makes its own noise. And could chop off your feet if you're not careful.



When the kids filled their quota of laboring for 6 hours, we allowed them to cool off in the sprinklers.





I don't think having the sprinkler spraying you on the bum ever gets old.

And can I just say how unfair it is that my almost 7 year old has a six pack?



He's a little hottie, if I do say so myself.