This afternoon we were trying to get out the door to run some errands. Charlotte came in to inform me that Lincoln was dipping his head in the puddles left from last nights storm. I called him into the house and he came in with his hair soaking wet - somehow he hadn't gotten wet anywhere else, so he must have been standing on his head.
Tamara - "Lincoln, don't put your head in the puddles, the water is filthy"
Lincoln - "I'm taking a bath - am I dirty?"
The expression on his face was priceless. He must have really thought he was washing his hair!
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