Well, I like it in the right situation.
I don't much like it if they get dirty when we're headed to church. Or school. Or out to eat.
But given the right situation, I like to see them get downright covered in dirt. It means my little city dwellers are exploring nature as God intended.
Yesterday provided plenty of opportunity for getting themselves appropriately filthy.
We spent the afternoon at Palo Duro Canyon. It was our second visit since we've lived in Lubbock. Faithful readers may remember this post from soon after we moved here.
Climbing the canyon walls was the highlight of the day.
Here go the boys, following dutifully behind their Dad:
Lauryn and I were passive observers most of the day. We provided excited waving and cheering when appropriate.
Here they go up yet another, slightly steeper, canyon wall. Dad's providing Dylan with a little upward heave ho this go around:
Here they are nearing a cave entrance that the boys feared might house hibernating bears:
Lauryn ventured up a small hill and hung out under a rock while her brothers scurried to the top. It took all my self-control to not point out to her that under the rock seemed like a much scarier place to be than the top of the rock, due to snakes and spiders that could be cooling off in the shade. I resisted giving her that information, and instead thoroughly examined the place she wanted to sit by poking around with long sticks. Trying not to pass on my irrational phobias.
This morning at breakfast, Ryan said, "Yesterday was the best day of my life! Well....at least my six year old life."
As we were leaving the canyon we ambushed an unassuming couple enjoying the scenery and imposed upon them to take our picture. The first miracle of 2009 - all five of us simultaneously looking at the camera on the first shot. I take it as a sign of good things to come.
You dont know how jealous I am. Jeez! Jordan would probaly pass out due to over excitement. Is there anywhere nice to stay up there? How about other things to do?
Really, I am jealous.