If I ever played in the dirt, I don't remember. I somehow doubt it. I remember liking dresses, and staying clean! But God has given me a challenge... three little boys who LOVE to play in dirt. In fact, just now, they went outside and the first thing my 17 month old did was head straight to the dirt hole (yes, I have a dirt hole in my backyard thanks to my precious little diggers!). With a great sigh, he plopped right down, and with a big smile began to rub his hands around, creating a giant dustcloud. Yesterday when we came inside my hubby gave him a hug, and dirt literally poofed out of his clothes! Daddy lovingly referred to him as "Pigpen." Remember that little guy on Charlie Brown?