Between my eldest getting home from school and dinner time we spent an hour outside playing in a gigantic pile of dirt that is in the process of being moved to my raised-bed gardens.

I forgot how much fun kids can have with a huge pile of dirt, followed by a crazy naked race upstairs for a bubble bath. (dirty clothes got taken off in the laundry room downstairs to keep the floors from experiencing the joy of the dirt.)

Babygirl was napping for most of it but at some point she quietly woke up and started taking it all in while nomming the side of her wrap. I love peaceful slow outdoor time, even if the two year old is still learning not to throw dirt.