Hmmm...

Great sunny day here so I sent the girls outside as soon as they got home from school, the backyard is a muddy mess since 7 inches of snow all melted in a day. Harper comes in hysterically crying because she's all muddy. Says, I don't know why I got all muddy. Changed her clothes, sent her back out, told her, stay out of the mud. Comes back in again hysterically crying with mud soaking her pants, socks, panties, says again, "I don't know why I keep getting so muddy" So I say, "What were you doing?" She responds, "Well I just laid down in the mud just two times, only two times"