Little boys and dirt and straws with berry smoothies (and kelp and coconut oil, but nobody is tasting those ingredients!) and rocks and bugs and the superman move on their swings and squirt guns and hiding in the bushes by the fence to watch old men playing basketball next door and bouncy balls and sweating and yelling and giggling and all things sweet and precious about loving these boys this warm summer day.  Adore them and their wild ways.  Super adore.