Day 2.065: How did that happen?

For some reason, when I took the three kids to the park on Saturday morning, they decided to spend about half the time playing in the mud.

Exile #3 tried to persuade me it was sand - because she knows that it was the sandbox (sand-pit) - however simple observation was not on her side. No matter, they had a good time and - mostly - so did I. E5N1 got over the shock of having dirty hands quite quickly and got on with pretending to eat the 'cakes' that his sisters were making. They were mud-pies of course, but in this twilight season between fresh snow and fresh sand, they're making do with what they can find.