I believe in letting my kids have fun.
But I confess I did not know they had gone out after the rainstorm to play in the mud until after I heard a little knock on the door and found my daughter slathered in fresh, brown mud. From hair to toes, and everywhere in between, she had been smeared (purposefully, with brother’s help, I strongly suspect) with mud. She was happy and oblivious.
Seeing the joy and humor in the situation, I grabbed the camera and snapped some pictures before sending them with daddy to the hose to be sprayed down.
Brother’s explanation of the situation was – “Us makin’ Water Muffins!!!”
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My goodness gracious. lol They always say mud is so good for the complexion tho 🙂 This is a riot.
Water Muffins!?! That's one for the books – that is if you keep a book of their sweet and funny sayings. Then again, you have this blog as a record.
My memory of childhood is sketchy, but I do remember the joy of making mudpies. Water muffins are just as good.