"My boys to mud!"
I could beg, plead, yell, bribe and beat (not that they get beaten often) and they would still not be able to stay out of it. I always say, "Didn't I tell you two NOT to get in the mud?" and they both look at me with those big innocent eyes and say "We're sorry Momma!" like they had no choice whatsoever, but I guess when it comes to little boys and mud, both are just too irresistible.
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