Book Confessions of an Ex-Ballerina

 I can't believe its day 3 of my vacation. The sun was shinning the sky was blue and the boys were... well... boys. We had the sprinkler going i the front yard where most of the grass was dead and so, as you could imagine, mud was created.

I thought, "what the heck, I'm on vacation," and let the pandemonium ensue! Guess what we had? One very muddy Ronan.

Check out the pictures below of the dirty boys.