As I was proofreading yesterday's blog post, three little neighborhood urchins were once again having a wonderful time.
Inge came in fussing about being all wet. The photo does not capture the true look, but please note especially the legs.
"Oh, Inge, are you girls playing in that ditch again?!?"
"Mama, Donna pushed me and I got splashed!"
"What were you doing near the ditch anyway?"
"We weren't by the ditch, Mom. We were just swinging."
"Swinging? Show me."
I guess that explains everything.