While Mom did some unpacking at the new house I went over to pick up Corwin from soccer. I took Charles with me so that Mom could get some unpacking done. Charles understands enough to know that we were going to get his big brother so he was pumped and ready to go.
We retrieved Corwin without further incident and headed back. Unfortunately I made the mistake of going over a fine gravel cover baseball diamond, which both boys immediately decided they must play in. Charles discovered that if you throw very fine gravel in to the air it leaves a little dust cloud. He found this gut bustingly amusing. When that no longer thrilled, he decided to throw dirt at Corwin. I told him “no!” in a loud voice. Charles stopped and then walked across half the diamond to come over next to me. He looked up with those big blue eyes wide open and said, “why?”.
After I explained that throwing things at people wasn’t good, he decided that he would throw the fine gravel at Corwin’s shin guards instead. At first he just attacked them as they lay on the ground, but eventually he decided that Dad should hold them up to make it more interesting. So I stood around for a while, watching Corwin kick a soccer ball on a baseball diamond, holding out one of his shin guards at arm’s length while Charles threw dirt at it. Not quite what I pictured as an outing with the boys.