These Are the Boys of Summer.

On most days, my backyard is filled with the laughter of two little boys.

Little boys who, like most boys, like to play with the least amount of clothes possible.

These boys get dirty, grimy and smell quite gross.

And I love every second (well, almost every second) of watching them enjoy the grubby dirty days of summer.

They are the boys of summer, and they make me smile.