When I was a kid, my dad decided he wanted to build a swimming pool. First step, order a truck full of dirt. Well dad got the first step taken care of, he just never went beyond that. I'm so grateful he didn't. We had a very small yard but with that pile of dirt and my sweet mothers blessing, well, let's just say we made excellent use of the vertical space. My sister, brother and I would play for hours. We built tunnels for hotwheels, acted out epic battles with Gi Joe infantry and Barbie Nurses and baked up a ton and a half of mud pie delicacies. Literally, best toy ever!
Now it is time for the next generation to take a turn. As soon as these kids heard that the dirt was specifically for them, they scaled the mountain.
They ran for buckets of water, I ran for swim clothes to help contain the mess. It didn't take long at all for them to figure out how to make a mudslide. What followed was both absolutely common place and legendary, these kids hit that dirt and didn't let up. They dug, they hoed, they watered, they slid, they rubbed, they built, they created; in short, they had a fantastic time!
A quick dance in the sprinkler and a half load of laundry and the mess is gone, til tomorrow. I'm sure, that there will be times that I get sick of the laundry and the footprints through the house. I'm human. But so are they and I want them to experience it all; so kids, you have my permission to "Go play in the mud!"
Thanks for reading,