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While Daddy is away, the girls will play (but not in the mud)

The Village Idiots tore up the 2012 Mudathlon course.
This stay-at-home daddy trekked away from home this weekend to attend something crazy called the Mudathlon, leaving Willow and Mommy all to themselves.
And Daddy, Mommy and Baby all had a blast.
I don't know what Willow and Cherish did while I was gone mucking through the mud, but I'm sure it was all icky girly stuff that was much yuckier than my stepping knee-deep through the mud (I've attached the before picture to this post and I'll post the after pictures once we get them back from development).
I also know Willow and Cherish had a great time (maybe even more fun than I had at the Mudathlon) because Che all too eagerly asked that I go away again so she could have another girls weekend.
A deal has been struck; I'll be back in the muck!

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