Lately the boys are obsessed with digging a giant hole in the dirt in our back yard.

Every time they go outside they dig out a little more,

and all of the spare dirt gets put in a pile on the sidewalk and dragged into the house.

There are muddy hand prints from one end of our house to the other.

The other day I went outside and saw this:

 The boys apparently got hungry mid-dig. They took the garbage can and the fruit bowl outside and raided the oranges. Jay had eaten part of at least seven tangerines by the time I found him.

 Leo was plodding along at a much slower pace.

 All that mud is a mixture of the dirt pile and orange juice.

I might have thrown up in my mouth a little.

 At least Leo washed his hands first.