Soil on my bed

In my half-asleep mode, I hear Jake patter to the bedside. 

"Mommy, thee (see)? Thee?! Mommy THEE!!"

I peeked weaky at him and saw him clutching his hands hands together as offering me something. 

I reached one hand out and stretched ... and he dumps soil into my palms. 

"Arghhhhh!!"