I'm pretty sure that the #1 rule for raising boys is to get them out into nature as much as possible. Living in the bay area, we have a lot more concrete than open space, so we sure appreciate mud and sticks and wide open spaces when we get them.
This weekend we found ourselves at Spring Lake. It happened to be 96 degrees that day, so the water was extra refreshing. We ran and splashed and dug in the mud. We looked for little fish, ripe raspberries, and ate BBQ.
The little one is fearless in the water. He gave me about three heart attacks when he purposefully flung himself under water in his attempts to swim. He's going to give big brother a run for his money.
Watch out big brother. Here I come!