Bath Time?

Ah, the joys of sitting in a mud puddle on a hot Alberta evening. I hate to admit it, but I know this feeling well. I'll explain below...



Yes, like mother, like son!

I'm the one on the left painting her legs in mud! Unfortunately, the location of our mud bath was right at a bus stop, at the after work rush hour! The bus couldn't stop because we were, ahem, bathing, so it had to pull ahead, much to the amusement of all the commuters and the embarrassment of my parents (and Nikky's parents, my partner in crime still to this day!)