There are some days where there aren't words to even describe the madness I live in.
Last night we were doing a last minute yard party (although I don't think my kids would use the term "party") before the rain came again. We (and by "we" I mean "husband") had the older two outside mowing the lawn, sweeping the patio and weed-eating. Aaron went outside and hung out on the retaining wall while everyone was working around him--well everyone except for me :). I figured he was probably secure in the backyard, so I went in the house. Being outside was much better than him sitting on the computer, or so I thought. When I peeked outside to do an "Aaron check" (making sure he was still in the backyard and not wandering the neighborhood) I saw him bending over the retaining wall, and spitting dirty water out. Huh. I had a feeling I knew where he got the dirty water, but I didn't really want to admit it. Right after he spit out this water he came running inside and grabbed a straw. At this point I had a pretty good idea of what he was going to do, but rather than stop him, I decided to follow him with my camera. My boy did not disappoint.
Yes, that is him sucking NASTY water out of our fire pit, trying to hold it in the straw, and spitting it onto the wall. My husband can't believe that I'm not stopping him, and I told him I would as soon as I got pictures. After all, a picture is worth a thousand words. You need the visual to see how nasty this actually is. I seriously wonder what is going on in his head when he comes up with these things!