Two brothers, a sandbox AND I actually had my camera with me. All the planets were aligned and I captured these moments:

Then I had to strip them down, hose them off while they ran through the yard screaming, “Mommy! You’re freezing our butts.” I’m still waiting to see if calls were made by my neighbors to child protective services.

Even after baths, there is sand coming out of places I don’t want to even think about and half the sand is out of the box and all over the patio…

 But getting messy is fun. Getting messy is fun. Getting messy is fun. I have to keep repeating that to my “I’m-a-bad-m0m-if-the-house-is-messy” self. I’m getting better. These photos are proof…

OK, I have to go sweep up the sand, strain all the leaves out of it and put it back in the sandbox. Rome wasn’t built in a day, people.

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