Charlie likes to play in the dirt. Because he's a boy. And he likes to torture his mother.
This past weekend, he spent time in the backyard transferring dirt from our flower beds to our patio floor.
One handful at a time.
The artwork you see on his feet? Oh that? That happened in about 2 seconds while I was connecting my camera to the laptop. I was *this* close to having to clean ink pen off the walls.
Then Daddy comes in to clean up.