Mud Slinging

Today was a long day, I was hoping for a peaceful afternoon.  And it started out peaceful enough.  The kids were playing in the pool.  I was close by, but not too close, entrenched in a good book, zoned out.  Good times.  There was splashing, lots of laughing, the occasional squeal of excitement, a perfect afternoon soundtrack. 

And then… 

Apparently the pool has a bigger leak than I thought.  Because the next thing I know, I look over and see this:
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HEY!
HEY STOP IT RIGHT NOW!!

NOBODY THROW ANYMORE MUD!
STOP!

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Let me go get my camera-
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because this-
Mudgabe
IS AWESOME!!
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this is way fun
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this is classic
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this is priceless
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this is the kind of wild abandon

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and happiness
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and joy
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and craziness
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that childhood should be made up of.  

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These are the memories I want them to have.
I want them to be able to make messes, and sling mud, and eat a little dirt. 

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We had a blast. 

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I played along when Griffen suggested a mud mask would
"Do wonders for my skin"
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And then I hosed them off.
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A lot.
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Ten or eleven showers later they were all clean and lovely. 
Ready for dinner and a movie. 
And some snuggles.
So it wasn't the peaceful afternoon I was hoping for.
It was way, way better.

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One Comment to “Mud Slinging”

  1. I loved being part of the day, but it looks like I missed the best part!

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