D is for dirty!
A storm rolled through last night, leaving quite a bit of puddles and mud in our backyard. Of course, true to boyhood form, my boys wanted to go out and play in it today. My only rule? "You can't throw the mud"...which was a rule given after they had thrown a ton of it all over the house, all over the back door and all in Ezra's hair.After they came in and laid down, I thought, I should go get dirty too. Just a little. After all, can't a mama have a little fun in the mud? I haven't played in the mud since I was a kid. And while I didn't full on play in the mud, just stepping in it and letting it squish between my toes brought me back to my childhood and all the simple ways we used to have fun.
I definitely need a mood-lifter today, and doing that small thing did just that.
Happy Monday, friends!
I always try to take Eloise out to play in the puddles and the mud when it rains. While she loves to splash in the puddles, she doesn't really like the gooey texture yet. Usually she just splashes in the water while I sink my feet into the mud:) I like you blog. Sorry I missed you guys on Saturday.
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