it has more to do with timing?
In the midst of our week of sickness, I decided it was high time to rake the front yard. In an effort to encourage some use of energy, I raked 2 big piles for the boys to jump in.
Then we called them out. It was a bit of a let down.
Baby Plum took a half-hearted jump. Cheese Puff ran around the pile.
Little Elvis made a nest.
Cheese Puff had the most fun. But he was most likely the most healthy.
Baby Plum attempted to have fun.
But they decided it would be easier to chill.
I tried to talk Little Elvis into doing something. It didn't work.
Cheese Puff finally brought out the beach ball. If he's going to play outside, he needs to have a ball. Who needs big crunchy piles of leaves?