| My first instinct was to get upset, "Jack, get out of the mud, you're getting dirty!" But then, I thought back to my childhood and realized that a lot of my fondest memories involve me getting dirty. Making mud pies in the backyard, jumping in leaf piles, flower soup, playing in the garden and general outside awesomeness (thanks mom & dad!). Seems like the memories that stick with kids are the ones that probably stick with parents for the clean up required. I'm thankful for being let loose when I was a kid and being allowed to get dirty, I plan to give my boys the same experience, no matter the extra work it may cause me. |
Oh to get dirty, the good thing is that it's so fixable... :)
ReplyDeleteI love the picture of his muddy boots and the one right after that through the leaves!
Looked like you had a GREAT day!