We are trying to figure out what the brown spots in our lawn are. They are spreading and killing our beautiful, green yard! We pulled out our sprinkler to aid in the efforts. Tyson was the only one home, and saw a perfect opportunity to play.
As I watched his happiness for about 30 minutes, or so, I thought how very much this is what childhood is all about. He could care less about the brown spots in the grass. He only sees the fun.
Childhood is magical. And wonderful. And absolutely beautiful to witness.
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