Payback is a . . .

S0 on Sunday Claire was sleeping away, we had eaten our dinner, and Shawn and I decided that this was a prime napping opportunity. Syd and Brynn were outside playing and we told them not to bother us unless someone was bleeding. So off we went into blissful napping. Two hours later I got up to check on the troops. I was so proud of my girls for playing so well together for so long and not disturbing us. Brynny had wandered inside and I asked her what they had been up to. She said "Playing in the mud." I said "What mud?!" She said "We made mud out by the cherry tree and we are playing in it." Now let the reader be aware that I have told these girls stories from when I was little about playing in the muddy irrigation ditch and how fun that was. So I went in to tell Shawn and then said that I couldn't really get mad at them. He said "Why, because it is your fault?" He was right of course. I definitely got what I deserved in this case.
As you can see they made a pretty good hole under out tree-where grass is suppose to be growing. They also added some beautiful artwork to the side of my shed, and Syd made a quite impressive mud shark that is at this moment drying out om my picnic table.
This is one of those parenting challenges where you should probably be stern but end up laughing instead. I have to admit I was kind of proud of my girls for following in my footsteps. I told this story to my mom and she said it is only fair that this happened to me. I just hope they forgot the story about what Jake and Mike used to do to our cats.