Fell in the dirt. . .

So we were doing our outside chores today (you know, scootering, watering, bucketing things, scootering some more), and the ground was all wet. Will was chasing me around, getting all wet by sticking his hand in the water, and having the greatest time when PLOP he fell face first into the wetest wet dirt ever. I pull him up, and he's got a face FULL of mud - eyes all muddy, nose, mouth, teeth have mud in them.

What do I do? Well, I have to get him cleaned up, and here's a hose, so I hose him down. He didn't like that much and the ensuing chase around the yard as I tried to take photos of our escapades was as much fun as the original fall. He was completely sopping, and convinced I might turn the hose on him again - ah the joys of childhood. I made up for it by pulling out the bubbles and distracting him with them for a good long while. :)

Here's some photos of the William after he was hosed down: