treasures.

Today I finished putting our flowers down.
while durrin so,
I had both of our sons with me.
Harley just kinda hangs out,
chillin like he usually does.
then I notice our youngest boy
frantically digging in the dirt.
he was at the back of the steps with his head buried.
all I could mostly see was that infamous Dachshund tail waggling fanatically
and dirt flying.
what is this treasure my son has unearthed?
why, a decaying field mouse, of course.
today he climbed ALL the steps by himself.
he is growing up.
what a proud Mommy I am.