Regal Riddle

Can you guess what this is?

Sure you can.

What about now?

Any ideas about how this happens? Would anyone choose to SPECULATE?

COULD ANYONE HAVE WARNED ME ABOUT THE ATTRACTION BETWEEN LITTLE BOYS AND MUD? MAYBE??

Well, OK. Maybe I had some idea of the cultural tendency to pair the two. Snips and snails and all that.

I wish I had a picture of him sitting in the mud down by Allison's house...where an old irrigation line--mostly burned up, of course--had been switched on somehow and left a pit of about 4-6 inches (deep) of mud. A couple of yards across.



Do you know what it looks like when someone sits down and plays in that?

Let me tell you what it looks like after that, when his neighbor brings him back next door to his mom. It looks like a little boy lying nakey on the patio having water dumped on him to rinse some of it off before coming into the house and hopping into the tub. Because it was caked on. Caked. He thought the process hilarious. And not torturous--it was SB in November, yes--in the 70s.



By the way, these stayed a month. Until it rained...today.

Can't WAIT to blog Thanksgiving.