For some (not-nekkid) baby time on the lawn.*
Digging in the muddy dirt.
And trampling hay (I trained him well).
It's not exactly summer weather, but we'll take it.
* Yes, that is indeed a garbage bag under a towel that he's lying on. Classy? No. Dry, relatively warm, and conveniently at-hand when I raced outside with him before Cubby was crushed by a 700-pound round bale of hay? Yup.