I knew the sweetness would run out...and it did! After Chaney got home from school (and us from the museum) she and Tucker went back out to find some more slugs. While making a new home for the slugs they had found some dirt and water. So, naturally, we instantly had mud. Chaney thought it would be fun to make Tuck's eyes look like the baseball players. And then it got worse. Tucker decided to put the bucket on his own head. Then, he thought Chaney needed in on the action. He got her...he got her good! At this point all I could do was laugh. I wasn't laughing because they were having fun. I laughed because I knew the only way they were coming back in my house was after they were hosed off...with the cold, cold water from outside faucet. They were not nearly as excited about this idea as I was. I think the cold water was punishment enough. They both spent record times in the shower trying to get the mud out of their hair.
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