Bean had fun making lots and lots of mud pancakes. I loved doing this when I was younger.
It was hysterical at the beach. No joke little boys all over the beach were spending lots of time digging their holes in the sand and filling them up with water. Chief kept running around the beach and would then occupy the holes that they dug by sitting in them. Chief met several boys from Pennyslvania and Maryland this way. Several people on the beach kept laughing at little Oliver and how busy he was. When I got to the parking lot when our day was over an older man and his wife smiled and said, "Bye Oliver!" It was funny because I didn't even know them and I am sure they felt like they knew him because the whole day I was saying, "No Oliver, Stop Oliver, Come Here Oliver, you have to stay in the shallow end Oliver, No eating mud Oliver, Don't drink lake water Oliver,Don't rub your eyes with muddy hands Oliver, don't take their shovel Oliver, don't dip your cracker in lake water Oliver, etc. etc....."
Chief leaving his mud hole.
Chief was covered from head to toe in mud after every beach trip. He had the time of his life playing in the mud and water. I couldn't help but laugh as a little girl his same age sat quietly on her towel under the beach umbrella totally content with a squirt gun! What the hek? Chief doesn't sit still unless he's asleep.