Every day requires an adventure. Something to excite the mind and burn some energy. I mean, you can't stay inside all day and watch tv; one would turn into a vegetable. And you can't always stay cooped up in the backyard; there are so many more places out there to explore.....

Like a dirt mountain.

It's big...isn't it.  We got some intel from a good friend. She told me that out there, within walking distance there was a mountain.... a dirt mountain. And what little kid doesn't like climbing mountains of dirt? So we packed up the wagon, stuck Mr.Mister in it and journeyed off to find the fabled 'mountain o dirt'.

And find it we did.

It didn't take long for Lil' Miss to race towards it and start climbing it. And then slide down it.

Then climb it again.

And slide some more.

At one point there was some declaration that she was 'the king of the castle!!!!!!!!'. I tried to correct her and say that maybe she was the 'queen' of the castle. No, I was wrong. The declaration continued as the 'king' of the castle.

So I know y'all are wondering what the little guy was doing while Lil' Miss climbed and slid, climbed and slid. He just ran. He found himself a runway and he took off.

Good ol' exercise. Makes for a really great bedtime.