Mud, Sticks, Leaves, and my little Boy

This needed to be published last Fall, but... I forgot and left it as a draft. 

Rae loves mud (sometimes), leaves (usually), and sticks (always). I look at these pictures and think he's changed so much since then. I look at pictures from a month ago and think the same thing. 

We played at the park and Rae found a mud hole to sit in and played quite happily until he realized that his leg was stuck in the mud. Here he's asking me to wipe the mud off. I said no. I love the patch of mud over his eye like a puppy dog. 

Another day with a stick. 

We went out to take family pictures at the park. Rae found sticks. 

Elder Cook came to our Stake Conference (which was awesome!) and Mr. Graff and Rae played in the leaves outside the building afterwards. 

I asked Mr. Graff why boys liked sticks so much. He shook his head and said his scouts do, too. 

Maybe they just never outgrow it.