JB has a theory. He believes that children are only afraid of outdoor "stuff" (like poisonous snakes?!) because their parents are. So he's determined to let the kids get dirty, explore the earth, touch bugs, etc. I am trying to go along for the ride, although I find that when one of the boys goes to pick up an earthworm, a gasp gets out of my throat before I can stop it.
Here is Elijah doing his own exploring. He finds little sticks, twigs, rocks, and checks them out. They must find the PERFECT rock too. When Isaac finds a rock now, he picks it up, puts it in his pocket, and says, "Daddy will love this!" So true.
(And truth be told, so does Mommy. She loves having dirty little boys.)