DIRT! DIRT! DIRT!

Jean decided she wanted to raise the garden a bit. This involved borrowing our friend Casey's truck and getting a couple loads of dirt. The dirt, as you can see, was greatly appreciated by Adam. (Me? Not so much. I pulled a muscle in my calf hauling that darn dirt to the garden. Grrr...)

While I tried to get the wheelbarrows full of dirt to the garden before a thunderstorm reached us, Adam learned a new word.

And here, I cut off the video 5 seconds too early. Just after I stopped filming, Adam shouted "Dirt! Dirt! Dirt!" Oh, well.

And a couple of weeks ago, Jean competed in the corporate challenge triathlon. While she was doing that, Adam and I cheered her on. When the tri was over, Adam found a nice patch of dirt to occupy his hands.