Boys Will Be Boys

This morning, song director Matthew was walking in to church with his three sons, Gavin (6 years old), Brice (3 years old) and Kegan (2 years old). They walked in a row from tallest to shortest, much like a duck with its ducklings. In comes Matthew, followed by Gavin, followed by Brice...but no Kegan.
As we looked back for Kegan, we saw that he had stopped at the corner of the walkway leading in to the church, and was staring down at the ground, where this huge mud puddle had formed.
Matthew shouted Kegan's name, trying to get his attention before Kegan decided to plunge head first into the mud. But it was useless. As Kegan looked at the puddle, then to his father, and back to the puddle, it is my belief that the temptation was just too much for him to pass on. So he took one more glance at his very angry father, shrugged his shoulders and leaped right into the mud.
And I have to tell you - as Kegan entered the church, mud dripping from his water-soaked pants and shoes, he showed not even the slightest hint or sign of remorse for what he had done...