Hot Tub Anyone?

Yesterday when Grant and I got home from town, I had a ton of stuff to carry in from the car. I got him out of the car and loaded myself down with everything else, while hoping Grant would follow me into the house. No such luck. The boy loves to play outside. So I left him out there while I ran in the house to unload and change clothes. I got back outside to find my darling little boy SITTING in the middle of my fountain (it is in half of a whiskey barrel) all kicked back and grinning like he was big stuff! I couldn't help but laugh. I ran for the camera, but the little monkey crawled out before I could get a picture. Then he climbed back in it. I thought oh well, what could it hurt.... Then I remembered he had his fairly new Sketcher light up police car shoes on! Thank heavens they were still lighting up. Oh that boy...