Nobody Knows, The Trouble I've Seen......

It was very quiet at about 5pm this evening. I knew Zak was outside, but usually I can hear him running around yelling, chasing the dog, or getting into some such mischief. But when it gets quiet..... that's when I know their are "games afoot."

I walked outside to see this:



and this: (This is a partial "Plummer's Crack" that has the makings to be a full-blown "crack" in 10 years.)



and this.





And then I see this.


This is why he's still alive.

I caught this one mid swing. Look at the concentration on that face! My it's tough work getting absolutely filthy.



Here's the beloved hole that he worked so hard on. More like beloved scratches in the ground.



But here's what it produced. Cute little boy toys!



I'm just so thankful the ground didn't yield anything REALLY disgusting...or creepy...or anything that smells or crawls around.

So I asked him to sit in the wheelbarrow- one can't waste a good photo moment. He looked at me like I just told him that all he could have for dinner was ice cream. Like, "really mom? I can actually get IN it?"





Again, this is why he's still alive. I CANNOT RESIST THIS FACE!



However, this is not all the mischief Zak has been up to. Do you see how ashamed Archie is? He can't even look me in the eye. tsk, tsk, tsk.



Can you see it?



Can you see it now? Do you see the hot pink stripe of color going across the dog's back?



That, my friends, is nail polish. The poor dog is Zak's lackey. "Come here boy, come here. Let me see what this does to you. Oh, that's pretty. Let's do some on the OTHER side too."

I was going to put this in the "dog chronicles" label, but I think it would be more appropriately named "The Zak Chronicles."

I wanted a picture of the dog but he wouldn't hold still long enough, so Teaghan picked him up and I took a picture. However, I just noticed how she's holding his hind legs. Like a chicken or something. Not sure...not sure.



And last, but certainly not least, I love love love toddler hands and feet, and in particular my baby's hands and feet. So I leave you with pictures of dirt encrusted toenails and fingernails. Mmmm...mmmm....mmmm.... my favorite.