Slip in the mud

Well, we were headed in the direction to go back to the car, but Brady spotted one last house he really wanted to go into. He zipped behind some food cart and dashed his way to a nice big slippery spot in the mud. Poor Brady fell flat on his tummy and he just laid there crying until i came and picked him up. It was as if he was afraid he'd get even more dirty if he moved a single muscle. He took one look at his shirt and shorts and became even more upset. The poor little guy just does not fancy getting dirty. We took this as our cue to head on home... we had a good morning.. but well, stuff happens.