This is how boys play

We have some dirt at our house that Morgan capitalized on. He found all the dump trucks and tanks and other vehicular types, and set up shop in the dirt. For awhile, every morning that we were home, and every evening, Morgan would disappear. He would be found in haze of dust, out in the dirt with his cars. When the day got too hot, he'd go inside.
I didn't get a picture of him there until the heat was gone, and the mud had arrived.

I don't know how Elmo snuck his way out there...
One day I saw Morgan running through the driveway after playing in the dirt, and, no joke, dust was flying off of him. For a long time. It was pretty funny.