Dirty Fun

One of my favorite things to do in the summer when I was a kid was to dig out in the yard with my friend Keith and play GI Joes.  We built trenches and bunkers and had rivers when we could get the hose out.  We had them climb on the clothesline and maybe even parachuted them a few times out of the second story window of Keith's house. 

Now my kids have never really been into GI Joes, but my cousin, Jeremy, went to a garage sale a year or so ago and bought my boys a whole box of them for $1.00.  Several weeks ago, I suggested that they take a few toys outside and play with them there.  They took the GI Joe guys. 

Here's what the scene was today.

A terrible wreck and everyone inside fell out because they weren't wearing their seatbelts.

They all landed in the water, but then decided it could be fun because they could go swimming.

This guy was probably not having much fun.  Kind of looks like a reoccuring dream of mine.

Somebody fell in a hole. 

After swimming, there was a dogpile on the shore. 

Now they didn't quite have down the elaborate story lines that Keith and I mastered over the years.  They've not learned yet how to dig an underground tunnel, or that spoons can be used for more intricate digging. 

But I'd say they've got the getting dirty part down!