A muddy night at the beach
One weekend, we got a bunch of rain at the beach, and I watched with interest as a big mud hole formed at the end of Ga and Papa's beach house. It was then that I decided that I would get in that mud hole. I come by this honestly -- mama spent lots of time digging in the mud as a kid. I started with a toe, then a foot, and before mama knew it, my shoes were buried in mud.
Who could get mad at a face like this? For long at least.
Mud!
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