The other day, Carter came in from playing outside and wanted to fill up a watering can at the kitchen sink...out of instinct more than for any good reason, I told him I didn't want him playing in the water and sent him back outside to play. I peered out the window a few minutes later and saw this...
Carter filling up someone elses rainboot with water from a mud puddle,
dumping it, and doin' it again, and again, and again. And having a MaRvElOuS time.
In fact, now that I'm thinking about it, I should have brought him in and had him clean those up and put them back where he found them...WOW! I am TERRIBLE! I hope I was really preoccupied with something else because that is SO TACKY!