David and I had a fun afternoon in the front yard. First, we had a snack picnic on a blanket, which David thought was hilarious.

Then, we played all over the yard- mostly in the dirt. The week we were in Colorado there were bad storms. The wind blew over one of my flower pots and broke it. I've been meaning to throw it in the trash. But, now it seems like I can't because David loved playing in it. He had the best time feeling the dirt run through his hands and throwing handfuls at a time behind him as fast as he could.

And it would appear he decided to sneak a taste when I wasn't looking: